A Question Of Love Poem by Andy Brookes

I sit at the fulcrum between faith and non.
Wondering at the undescidedness of whether there is,
or not, a greater being who exercises power over even
those with steel trap minds.

Folk with such surety they will be saved
whilst condemning their fellow man to pain
in this life and the next give me a burning sensation.

pushing souls towards all that toil and trouble.
I ask, is it worth it? and if we will be reborn as some think,
why would a loving and non judgemental God
send anyone to hell for being how he made them.

I wonder, as I near my end if those who sit in judgement with hateful
hyena's hearts bellowing with gladness for my death
will he, this God of love, be as forgiving as I.