Faith
Posted on May 10th, 2008
by 
joey
joey
Poem
Faith
My soul is torn in two, it cry's out for help. I have confusion of faith. The people cry out he is coming and that is what I believe. Poverty, baby is crying, war, death, two towers that dropped together will always be on our minds. Storms collide, People cry but is he coming? disease infests a nation, what more can we do? No food to eat, people still in the street fight for their lives we do not want to see them die, we just shut off the T.V. daydreaming of a life that used to be pure. Innocence lives shattered. Money that has shaped our lives with greed and gamble. Does any of this matter? Hope for a better day is coming. Faith is what holds us together.
by joey
Faith
My soul is torn in two, it cry's out for help. I have confusion of faith. The people cry out he is coming and that is what I believe. Poverty, baby is crying, war, death, two towers that dropped together will always be on our minds. Storms collide, People cry but is he coming? disease infests a nation, what more can we do? No food to eat, people still in the street fight for their lives we do not want to see them die, we just shut off the T.V. daydreaming of a life that used to be pure. Innocence lives shattered. Money that has shaped our lives with greed and gamble. Does any of this matter? Hope for a better day is coming. Faith is what holds us together.
by joey
Access: Public
May 2008