Pretending To Believe
Pretending To Believe
Playing a part in the act of life is not treason
It takes years to perfect this imperfection
We all wear masks
Not all of us are true believers
We forget to remember eternity and God
Pretending to believe is easy in fertile soil
Along the waters edge
Life is like a river pulling us along
Sustaining waters, nourish, sustain
Pretending in the desert is another story
More troublesome to endorse
You simply sit there in the dry and die
Supported by nothing more than baking sun
Scorched roads don’t move themselves
Don't save you
Don’t surmise thirst and hunger, no surprise
Going nowhere in a hurry
Roads simply sit there, dutiful, that’s what they do
Not looking for a highway to the truth
If you play a part long enough and wisely
Pretending to be something, someone else
You become the part inevitably, eventually
Perhaps even believe in God one day
By simply being by the banks and streams
Take comfort in the tears that make water in your eyes
Water rises. It can’t hurt to be alive
Along the rivers and tributaries of your life
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