Long Socialfaith Poems
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Never fall for speculations
that firmly growing in love and strength
doesn't require believing in something,
even faith can be a challenge fighting
against the opinion of others;
faithfulness is not for the fainthearted.
Dilemmas are a kind of hindrance to our saturated might,
preventing us from doing our best
while we're harshly put to the test;
living in freedom as birds do, is as
difficult as climbing those steep cliffs,
where danger is real...are you willing to give up your fight?
Blessed by grace and strengthened by fortitude and prayers,
nothing can change me and follow mundane, worthless ways;
visualizing the tragedies that may occur if I fall,
separating myself from God and lose everything.
Satan cannot conquer, with his deceits, my stronghold;
its impregnable walls were built on Godly love.
Walk straight until the road ends,
swerving might tempt you not to continue,
realizing the sacrifices it demands
with the possibility of being scoffed by goons as scapegoat;
a spotless conscience is that pot full of gleaming gold...
priceless in His eyes for keeping it purer than dew.
Reaching an advanced age is as invigorating as youth,
you have seen enough sorrow in injustice, war and disease,
to make you notice how miserable human beings are;
and to them faith is not a challenge, not knowing truth...
you have gained knowledge and wisdom to arise above many fears,
trusting in those instincts that gives a believer the audacity to dare.
Madness is placed in the faith of the few,
And truth in the faith of the masses.
Keeping their pompous parochial view,
The pagan put off, the pastor surpasses.
Human proportions, put in our classes,
Planning the form of our own execution.
As children, belittled for wearing their glasses,
Thought must endure through the day's persecution.
Life must convert from this cold constitution,
The populace pressing their policies made.
All will be faced with their own retribution,
When fallacies fall, and fantasies fade.
Theories abandoned, abundance forbade
The wisest of people to pierce through the veil.
For many a woe the "Copernicus" paid,
Awaiting the proof of "Columbus's" sail.
People still search for the Lord's Holy Grail,
Yet cast a cursed eye at the alien sought.
Insanity heard in minority's wail,
Reality marked in majority's thought.