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
This poem is about:
Our world
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