you, pitiful preacher

You try to preach

with your words of wisdom

You try to make me see

how life should be

You want me to see the truth

help me find my way in life

Your words make sense

but there is something you don't see

What you tell me is your truth

it's your path in life

What you want me to find 

is your religion

your answers to what is real 

I can't follow your path 

I have to find my own

I can't listen to your words blindly 

when you tell me not to follow others

I cannot accept your reality 

when I see the insanity in it

I can't live your life

when I see how it's falling apart

Reviews

[schanzilla]

i've always felt a little wary about the truth, especially coming from religion. seek on and ye shall find. sadly, most of us only find what we were expecting to find. good poem.

[Margaret Marie Hubbard]

I understand your message, but remember to be truly open to finding the truth about life you must listen to all things. Even the things that sting at your ears can help you to see your own path clearly. Just a thought. Great read!