When it all boils down.. do we have nothing?
Are all our hopes, hopeless?
Our Faith, faithless?
Our beliefs, void?
Every day we rise up to the challenge of living,
We go about our daily activities,
With fear in our hearts that one day soon we might breathe our last.
And in our life time,
We watch someone we love get snatched by the cold hands of death,
We watch everything we ever knew and love get taken from us,
And We’re told “it happened for a reason”
We carry that grief in our hearts
And try to find something to make us feel better
We turn to religion in hopes that it’ll fill up that void
We turn to drugs in hopes it’ll make us forget
Overtime the grief turns to pain
Pain that runs so deep
It becomes anger and resentment
Especially towards our maker.
We still search for something to believe in
all through the hurt,
The pain, and
haze of that fiery anger,
We just want to know “why?”
“Why?” they say
“It’s a test of Faith”
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