What Should We Believe?
I feel envy from those who believe;
Those who see without a doubt,
For they know not the way to grieve:
To wonder what this is all about.
For I see and ask why and do not agree,
With the regurgitation of answers:
Convoluted and senseless pleas,
To bow down to obey the cancers.
All I see is but another question,
Begging timelessly in helpless spit,
Avoiding the drool of helpless obsession:
How can this godless sh** be it.
Copyright © B.J. Fitz | Year Posted 2019
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