Not yet Proven to Me
When I was young people taught me about you. they taught me how to accept you and do what you do. You were perfect so they would say, And I still do not understand, even today. Where are you now and why did you go, I need you to tell me and let me know. I cannot believe in something I don't understand, Maybe if you would answer me it would help so I can. I ask my mother how do I know if you are really true, and my mother tells me I have to have faith in you. I can't have faith in something that's not there, to me that is just simply not fair. I pray to you and ask you to forgive me for my sins, but how do I know that I am being forgiven? Science is proven about how things came to be, the things about you are not proven to me.
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