All Of My Hope Poem by Venora Agu

I am in-fact a believer
My faith isn't intact
I do not want to involve you on impulse anymore
But that'll make my life sore
Oh dear comforter sent to me
Why have you decided to turn my burdens to unsolved mysteries

My dependency and trust
My cowardice and fear
I cannot deviate from the way of the word I am partially familiar with
I pray and ask with confidence
I daresay, though it couldn't move mountains
It was by far greater than a mustard seed

My lord why do you forcefully want me to eat of the tree my ancestors did
I do not want to emotionally suffer theirs deeds
It might not seem that deep, but my loves I struggled to keep are now memories

All of my hope and trust
My everything was in your hands
But you clenched your fists


Unfortunately, I still can't be atheist