A Man Without Faith - Poem by Khaleel Steir
As I walk through the darkness, stumbling over all obstacles
I hear the voices telling me to believe. Believe in the God all mighty.
I yell out, God can't be real. The innocent die and the corrupt walk free.
They call back, God moves in mysterious ways.
As I continue to walk, I fall move often. So I sit there, thinking, wondering.
How can God stand there watching mothers bury their children,
Orphans crying, searching for their parents.
How can he stand by and let this happen?
Then, I realize, God can't be as they say he is. He's not real.
I get up and walk on through the darkness. May I see the sun one day.
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