Existentialism

Bad things, good people, my existential thoughts roam

It is probable

Unanswered questions attempt to block my path home

 

He is love, but love does not seem evident

It is probable

That I’m hindered by my own intelligence

 

His words to us is like we to an infant

It is probable

We won’t know, no matter how hard we listen

 

Knowledge is power, but faith always prevails

It is probable

Continual faith will show what He entails

 

God

 

All I need is He, He who I cannot see

I am positive

The riches are revealed to he who believes

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