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Is It Real

Is it real or are you faking it? ; Can you testify truly without a hit? That it is as strong as it seems? ; Even in the absence of every being; You are poised to create a scene; That goes against all sins; I could call you the mustard seed; But, is it worth it? ; It is one thing to be known for something; And another to be firm in acting; The story begins with the action; The test; The great test that you can’t detest; Your arms are tied; Sitted in that waiting room; And like a criminal that is tried; You shiver like its all going to end in doom; No! She must live…; That’s what goes through your mind; And even a quick magic right now, you won’t dare to mind; I thought you had it in you; I thought it was for real; Even after all the binding; And through all the casting; Your mind is still in a doubt situation; And you run helter skelter in search of a faster solution; From Church to Church; From Temple to Temple; And alas! From shrine to shrine; How then can the light shine? As it has finally been lost for a cheap fine; The word says it’s the evidence of things not seen; The assurance of things hoped for; A supernatural gift given to you; And yet your distance from it grew; Like both sides of a forever widening canyon; You once testified; That he was crucified; Not for nothing sake; But for our whole spiritual make; A good reason for our belief in him; And our total submission; Have you forgotten or are you blinded? ; Blinded by impatience and greed; And now; The big question; Where lays your faith? Is he not the same as he was in the past? The healer, the provider, the protector; The I am that I am; Where lays your faith? An encouraging answer would spark up a good fate; After all the roaming for quick solution; You still come back to your place of true solution; Inevitable! That’s the word; He raised Lazarus from the dead; He said a word and the evil spirits fled; Does that ring a bell? I guess it does now; And it’s clear that you once lost the faith; And luckily it’s not too late; Use the kneeler; Make that prayer; Have the belief; Feel the relief; And Alleluia The problem is all gone; The story of faith; Preaching to your state; Good or bad; Hope it is real; Hope it’s not fake; Your faith;

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