Empty Faith Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking at an empty faith hanging upon the wall like a
portrait of life that has never been fully lived, an in-
tense loneliness, sadness and brokenness taking place.

Left alone, no longer reaching to find hope that used to
be held within, alas, the tremendous burden of hardship
and sacrifice have diminished self.

Taking away the faith that used to flourish when younger,
no longer being tended like the past, now lying beneath a
cross - a marker of what life used to hold when alive.