To a preacher i once knew

you once told me

many years ago

that God had a plan for us

a great destiny on a guided path

that he picked out specifically for me

you said that it would be scattered with hardships

but i would have to fight through to make it to the end

i believed in you so dearly at the time

but now i am skeptical

i don't doubt your faith

but i can't say that i trust your God

how can i follow a plan i do not know

how do i know what hardships are worth fighting

i was given no map

to my path of greater destiny

seems a bit unfair,

don't you think,

i am tired of fighting battles for a future that

i do not know

how can you promise me happiness

if happiness means different to you than to me

what do i hail for the debt i'll be in by the time i take my MCAT

Who is Moses to the malice of society

the only crucifixion i know is the girl

who was was told she could not be loved 

because she did not fit their faith

she was not pure

she spoke to the serpents, kissed by fire

she burned all around her

bright, and beautiful

heat and smoke danced

as she turned to ash

finally pure, but never able to know true love

was that her destiny?

was that in his plan?

i can not put faith in a god 

who'd do that

my god has no plan

She gave the people free will

to choose a life and pick a purpose

that they want

every choice and decision has a million outcomes

She gives us odds

every option is a gamble

but she would not promise something

she could not deliver

my god love all

unconditionally and greatly 

maybe our gods are the same 

and we see them in different lights

or they are different,

separate faiths and worlds

i just need to believe in something

i need to believe that

that i will be okay

Reviews

[micky]

I feel ur frustration in this poem and i find myself in the very same train of thought daily and i find thats is easier to believe in yourself than the "someones up the" kinda thing..,
Well done this is a amazing piece