You Will Know
Today, churches are held in disdain;
sullied by scandal and outright crime.
The foundation of faith is aging,
undermined by cracks exposed to time.
Salvation awaits those who believe,
so says scripture, to appease the crowd.
Yet, everyone is born a sinner;
damming anyone who speaks aloud.
Religions feed off of frustrations,
Divinely steeped in their self-image.
And enforced rules of exclusiveness;
fuels a dominancy scrimmage.
Once a week, on your knees for an hour,
doesn't test your relationship with God.
But we seek spiritual blessings,
just in case God is more than a fraud.
Some say God's Divine Presence is clear,
for it's seen throughout all creation.
But amidst war, starvation, and death,
can it be seen in Man's damnation?
It doesn't matter if God is real;
unless you believe Him to be so.
But if you don't, look within your heart,
and if you find Him there, you will know.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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