Are you real

Hello God, glad to finally meet you.

How is it up there, on your mighty throne?

Carved path is your will,

our house a reckless zoo.

so far is the journey when we are alone.

 

Do you love, laugh, smile, frown?

Then where are you.

We need you father.

We are not welfare children.

Should I pay for the love of a father

that won't hug me?

Author's Note

I am not against religion in any form. This poem was inspired by those who come to me with confusion about their god/gods/source.

Reviews

[RaccoonFox]

wow.. That is kinda true.. Really gets you thinking :p