Scarlett Charlotte


Existence - Poem by Scarlett Charlotte

I've been taught and doused from birth
That when we die, back to the earth,
Our bodies go, our spirits soar.
And in Heaven dwell for ever more

Around me others all agreed,
And so did I, I had no need,
Why, questions build a restless mind
Which alienates the normal kind.

I once observed the world around me
As means to ends, although, confound me
That this one life led to another
And paradise I'd soon discover

But soon enough, all though evaded,
The questions came and soon invaded
My brittle head, so fraught with defect
Corroding my purpose, my god so perfect.

Tell me of my god and 'Maker'
Is he the one divine creator?
Of questioning I can't be shriven
From what fear was he first deriven?

I'd ask the question and all they'd tell me.
Would do nothing to dispel me
'We're on earth for reproduction'
Yet still our offspring reek destruction.

And see how far I'd dare to question,
I'd never conceived the one suggestion,
That tore me open, ripped me whole
Do I even have a soul?

As I lay choked in all my musings,
Although abstract and more confusing.
I missed the world that changed around me
And fear and worry quickly drowned me

When I now wake in my life's night,
With all my fellows sleeping tight
I see this life and all I've missed,
When all I want is too exist.


Comments about Existence by Scarlett Charlotte

  • (3/11/2009 6:12:00 PM)

    A very nice read in deed Scarlett, Something to make us all take time to think about. Good Work (Report)Reply

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  • (3/10/2009 8:39:00 AM)

    well this is the one question that is eternal the meaning of our existence.... :))) (Report)Reply

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  • (3/10/2009 8:15:00 AM)

    Yes Scarlett there is a God and He is the divine creator that made all things, including our souls that inhabit our bodies. His son Jesus died on a cross at Calvary for the forgiveness of original sin (Eve tempting Adam with the apple) . In this imperfect world that surrounds us, we have to make our own paths to our happiness, and what we need to do to exist.

    But I don't just want to simply exist though. I want to have a little fun in this life before it is over for me. But even at that, it is God's will.

    When we have faith in our Lord, and pray to Him constantly asking Him for the help we need to make it through one more day, then our life's burdens are lighter, and more manageable

    But we don't need to despair in this life, because our real life is waiting or us in our Father's house, and our rooms have been prepared for us long ago when Christ rose from the tomb, and ascended into our Father's grace. But like I said tho, I want more than to just exist, I want to really be able to live for a while, before my earthly time is over. God through His son Jesus will help us live too, if only we would ask for His help. A 10+++++ and thank you for sharing.

    Love & hugs,
    Barbara
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2009



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