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Garden of Nothing
by Blake T Smith
Sunday, November 24, 2002
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Thought I saw god today.
He was playing in the trees,
Wandered past the boundaries
and got smothered in the leaves.
Thought he saw me laughing,
But I guess it wasn't so,
Waited for a reaction,
Does he ever give one? No
Think I'll put a gun to my face,
See if he would save me,
My abstract mind, that has known the lies
Is not deceived by the future he "gave me".
So I lift my hands so fucking high
And cry out to the stars
"Where the FUCK have you been?
and why'd you let me get these scars?"
Just then I saw the answer
Floating right within my sight
He never truly was present
There never was a light.
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this is not denial of a god. it is rather another perspective, a "what if?" i do believe in God, yet it is a struggle, i believe, for all at one point or another to absolutely accept god...with that in mind, read my writing for what it is
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