Where Is He

Where is he where is God?

I again ask,

Where is God who created me?

Show me that God who is not visible to me,

Who probably does not know me.

And I am told, he exists.

I have cried aloud and cried myself hoarse

And nobody has paid any heed to my pleas,

No one has taken me to him

Nor gave me directions to reach him.

How long can I keep believing

In something said to exist but does not exist.

If God truly exists where does he hide, why does he hide,

He would not have made me seek him.

Where is the need for him to hide from me?

What is the proof he created this world and me?

By merely believing he created me and the world,

It does not prove his existence.

That I breathe and move about purposefully

Also does not prove his existence.

The belief that he is everywhere

It does not prove his existence.

Then,

Why do we chase him?

We chase him to conquer our fears, is it,

To make him a pawn

On whom we can blame our failures and incompetence.

If so, we are unfair we need to be corrected.

I believe

Such a God made out by us does not exist.