Faith of An Unbeliever
the bells ring for the faithful to attend
the meanings of which i cannot pretend
i stand outside the edifice,
wondering at the sacrifice
of a king i shall never meet
for i doubt he is there to greet
and my life is left hollow inside
a raw pillar to the world of winds
unweathered despite my many sins
my constant sorrow a reminisce
trade this life for an eternity of bliss
if only I could believe
blindly and forever
the convenience of a shared fantasy
wouldn’t my life be easier
if only I could fall to my knees and see
what others find so simple
born into faith like a fawn becomes a deer
think not for what is lost
for what is lost was never yours
the simple life of a fishermen
casting on overcast shores
the words of men who never knew a saviour
another version of the life everafter
so many questions I can leave at the door
and never bother to enter
truths left to wither and die
as corpses lie rotting in the morning tide
all these images and all these dreams
and still I kneel
feeling less than nothing
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