One blessed with gifts of special talents.
Creative and originally innovative.
To then claim a faith easily chased away,
By the presence of obstacles, doubts and fears...
Identified to give them power,
Is one who tries to pray away their lies.
With the hope a kept fear and faith,
Will someday be fated to become long lasting mates!
'Why pray?
I mean...
What point are you making if done everyday?
And still acknowledge fears?
Don't you find this a bit hypocritical? '
~Well...
There are things I want,
I know God doesn't have time to give me.~
'Why can't you just express a gratefulness?
And be thankful for the gifts you have? '
~What makes you think,
I could ever be an atheist?
My faith is much too strong.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem