My Questions Of Life Poem by Leigh Ladd
My Questions Of Life
Where is the sun when you need a bright day?
Where is the moon when you want time to slip away?
Why doesn't God hear us when we pray?
Why does only the devil seem to come our way?
When will we start treating others with respect?
When do we stop letting ourselves be pecked?
Who needs an enemy when friends make us spent?
Who wants a companion when a nemesis has more to lend?
What does it take to make it up this hill?
What do they mean when they say to just take a pill?
How can we know if the wind will give us a chill?
How will we understand anything when we can never find the true ill?
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4/24/2024 12:22:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An interesting poem full of valid questions. After reading other poems of yours, I can sense that you're not pleased about the church; after all, one cannot judge God based on people. Although I'm coming from a perspective that you have doubts about, I have written a few poems that touch upon ideas you have presented. Perhaps you could draw some comfort from the following selections: 'Petitions to God', 'New Age Spirituality', 'Waiting on You', 'Exit Strategy' and 'Avoiding Hell'.