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Blind Faith


Who do I believe in? Is it the person holding the 9 or the person holding the dime. Do I show my worship in the Church or rather in the streets at night when my stomach hurts. Pastors words fall silent on deaf ears, constantly wondering if its death he fears. Who do you believe in? Is it something that I should be able to see too? Even though its only me in this room who else could you possibly be speaking to....once again words fall silent on deaf ears, is it possible that you can feel my fear? Slowly falling.....trying to find my place in a world full of lost people, sometimes I do see evil. Trying to believe in a place much better, yet I feel that the thought of paradise wont be enough to cease this bad weather. Could paradise be that much better? Once again Im asked..."What is it that YOU believe in" I believe in the fact that I almost nearly lost my faith.. I believe in the fact that there is a God i cant see. I believe in the fact that chances are he wont be looking at me. I believe....simply in something that shouldn't be.......yet it feels like that's how things were meant to be. Who do I believe in. I cant see, nor feel, nor even hear.....yet my faith has grown more and more over the years.
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