I Want To Believe
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A child with twisted limbs and a smile
displays a faith that tears me apart.
For though every day is a trial,
he praises God with all of his heart.
And I want to believe.
A wino recites the book of God,
proclaiming its message has saved him.
Proving faith roots in the poorest sod
under God's light, no matter how dim.
And I want to believe.
A child of poverty learns to steal,
settling fights with a knife or a gun.
And yet, his mom prays before each meal,
thanking God for the gift of her son.
And I want to believe.
I see how the downtrodden and poor
are desperately struggling to cope.
But, despite fate closing every door,
unwavering faith fills them with hope.
And I want to believe.
Behind all the rhetoric, I find,
there's a fundamental need for good.
And in my soul and subconscious mind,
I wish to be loved and understood.
And I want to believe.
(Rhyme)
10/14/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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