The Choice of Faith

I'm sick of playing

Along so nicely

I've become quite convincing

 

What a world

What a God

(If there is one)

 

Why should I force myself?

Upon this religion

Is it the right one?

I'm just so unsure

 

I'm sick of fighting myself

There's got to be more

Where'd everyone go?

 

Can't think

Can't even make a decision

With any precision

(For what if I'm oh so wrong?)

 

What would be better

To thing for myself

And be wrong

Than be brain-washed by the world

A political zombie

Ran by the crowd

 

Aren't there other's like me?

Other's who have this difficulty

Of seeing the truth

 

But I thought I was alone

The only one

Why is it I can't trust

My decision for myself?

 

How should this life be?

Am I really so wrong

Are they really all so right?

 

Or am I doing it again

Twisting these thoughts

Into confusion?

 

Author's Note

A rather direct poem, an old one at that. Originally written 6/20/05

Reviews

[Sam Severn]

God, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this poem!!!!! All the deepest questions of life are confronted here, with a brutal n' sane n' loving eye! What makes this really great is your ability to get inside, to not just describe your feelings but to get right under their skin, n' yet keep everything simple....This poem GRABS YOUR MIND, n' then RUNS WITH IT! ㋡

[Ashley Black]

very nice poem. good job

[Coyote Poetry]

We are led by men drowning in big business money and war contracts. They lay-off (GM) 150,000 workers and gave them $20,000 dollars and a coupon for a car. Then make biggest profit in their history. 150 thousand men and woman are jobless and no-one care in this USA government. I'm pissed off and been writing my opinion for may years. A great USA General went to a large press. Told them the truth. The wars are Obama's war now. 300 billions for war contractor from the USA. The oil company support to have a three-system safety protection. The Government allow big oil companies to have no rules and do what they please and now we lost a great sea. Everyone should be pissed off. A very strong poem.
Coyote

[LonelySoul]

without faith,what could one hope for after life?

[chaotic katie]

lots of emotion in this poem great job i loved it