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my thoughts on belief |
What do I believe? You ask of me this question So I will tell you how I come to my answer From a far off place to now As I look about me After years I must confess Instead of knowing more I reckon I know less The pain, toil and Suffering That with me have tried to sit Have added character to my frame Bit by precious bit So don't despise my dear ones That which your way passes Take from it the good thats there And take off those rose tinted glasses I believe in people And their unfailing plight To sometimes get it wrong but our God puts it right Nonsense, I hear you say about this God you speak To believe this is truth This guy must be weak Well look upon the flower Or upon the man And show me how without God All this you can understand Are we just from the slime Here just by chance? Or created by a breath To enjoy the dance? I have walked this path Some 50 years or more And these then are my belief's given right up to your door And if you think I'm unhinged and a little geek Well if my truth is right I'm glad that I was weak |