'' We Rely On Our Faith '' Poem by Bri Mar

Life is about living,
But there's no denying,
If you're caring and forgiving,
You needn't worry about dying.

The majority of us fear,
The future, if any,
Do we just disappear,
Are our options many.

As no-one's returned,
Who can tell,
Can you really be burned?
In a place called Hell.

In the same breath,
Is a paradise real?
When we meet death,
How will we feel.

Do we even exist,
In this place we call Earth,
Can Gods be dismissed,
As of facts there's a dearth.

The Human mind,
Is a complex creation,
But we can be so blind,
We are ruled by temptation.

When our end is nigh,
It may well seem odd,
Before most of us die,
We then pray to a God.

Why so you inquire,
Is it connected with wraith?
No, before we expire,

‘' We Rely On Our Faith ‘'