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Rated: E · Poetry · Teen · #1897698
A Young girl questions god.
I sometimes question my faith. Why is the great god silent?
What if he isn’t real? After death what’s going to happen?
Are we going to feel betrayed?
For there are people who believe in god. Who trust him.
Are they going to feel betrayed?
Are all our bones going to be decomposed?
With trillions souls roaming the underworld?
Will I meet Michel Jackson? And talk with Martin Luther king Jr.
Or, are all our souls going to be walking on earth? Again?
Watching our loved ones?
Laughing while they’re laughing?
Crying as they’re crying?
Smiling while they’re smiling?
Watching them be loved, be brokenhearted and feel betrayed?
Why is the great God that could walk on the ocean, a God that created millions of stars…
Simply silent?
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