God’s Speed
Does God talk to you?
Have your mind you lost
What do you do,
To pay the scared cost?
A message for me,
Have you to say.
Will it set me free
With life beyond the grave?
Your story that you tell,
I find it very odd
In Heaven I will dwell,
If I yield to your God
You tell me of an evil
That wants to possess my soul.
Yet all I see are people
That are obsessed with control.
Why must I wait
For your God’s reward?
You say I must have faith
That I will be restored.
What is your proof?
You ask me to believe.
Is this the truth,
Or a lie to deceive?
While I dwell in a dark hole
Surround by such hate.
Why to save my very soul
Be a question of blind faith?
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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