Amazing Grace

An agnotiest's (that's my religion) idea of God.

Amazing Grace

By Saskia Liddick

 

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.

It was the faith I lost, but I had found.

It was the energy that made my heart pound.

This amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.

 

Amazing Grace, how powerful it’s might.

It was the hope that made me believe in you.

The goad that made me read your word all night.

We sat around the room that evening and prayed.

I dug down deep into the bottom of my soul and,

My faith called out to you in a plea that did now reach,

Your ears.

My father died earlier that morning.

 

Amazing Grace, how strong it was to me,

It was my Angel while I endured school that day.

It made me call out to you when I was beat,

In the toilet stall I prayed for you to save me,

But you did not hear your daughter, you turned,

A blind eye.

Students murdered me that day in a bathroom.

 

Amazing Grace, such a bitter racket.

It was the faith I had, but I’ve lost.

T’was what failed to save a wretch like me.

Where is that amazing Grace now?

Author's Note

When I first wrote this poem, it was written from my own beliefs. I am still open to religion and to divinity, but that is a journey of my own thanks. Now if there are any religious people out there who have read this, please don't give me a Bible lecture, I spent 16 years of my life listening to it, and if I chose to turn away from God, then it's no skin off your nose.

Reviews

[fireblossom]

It's your right to close off any part of your mind and heart you choose. What a bitter pill this is. It isn't the revelation of freedom it is the bitterness of disappointment. I'm sticking to your rules and not saying more.

As for the poem, it is well written and very clear. Well done.