Faith Poem by Joshua Hadfield

Live on with faith in our hearts,
Die with the faith always there.
It's the one thing that will never leave,
Floating above solace air.

A priest, A monk, another symbol
Of how much we should feel.
But what we truelly never know,
Is the pain we soon reveal.

This one man gave his son,
To us lot down below.
Nothing more than just an excuse,
A cowardly sort of show.

Why didn't he give himself?
Instead of his only born.
You will soon see that faith,
Is full of death and scorn.