About the Poem
I wrote this poem after watching a powerful movie on Joan of Arc. It really made me think about what some people have done for their god and although I don't believe in God (at least I don't think I do) this movie made me wonder why people would do these outrageous things if there was no God.
Anyway, it sort of represents the two sides of me, the side that wants to believe, and the side that still can't.
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I Cry Out In Vain
|by Jesse Wintonyk|
I question your God, my heart, and my soul
Existence needs proof, in stories I'm told
But I sit here and cry, lacking gratification
While others have died, solely for their religion
So why do I cry? If I do not believe
What makes me doubt, I can not conceive
Is it power above? Or in my own heart
where these feelings are born, I know not where to start
Is God just a form of societal ethic?
Or is God a true being, to be viewed as angelic
It is nature to question, but with no answers received
I am still hanging, what can I achieve?
In need of assistance, I cry out in vain
I am a lost child, my doubts will retain
But I fear for my death, for what will remain
please help . . . for I fear I am already slain.