Faith Triumphs Pessimism. Poem by Marvin Kimani

I'm not sure of my soul,
Maybe its already sold,
At the cheapest price unknown,
Is that really a vice?
What else is remaining of life,
If your future is known
But He will never reveal,
And you cant make a deal,
Always does what He feels,
and you cant make an appeal,
Neither share a meal,

They taught to be kings,
But found joy in being soldiers,
Then these greedy vultures,
Introduced black cards and vouchers,
In our eyes they pouch us,
From our faith we earn some bonus,
That we never see until,
We have consumed to our fill

The pits I hear they deep,
Full of wrath and fury,
For our sins we have to pay
In the most horrible way,
In search of answers we say,

In faith the path i'll find,
The dark shall come to light,
Frown turns to smile,
I'll glow dancing with might,
After miles I find my grace.