Each time I’m
wondering how I’ll get through –
Each time I’m
close to turning atheist –
I find a fresh
approach, new avenue.
I find another
reason to resist
Descending into
a depressive state.
I find more
reasons to believe than not.
It feels more
natural to love than hate.
Yes, you could
say that I have thought a lot.
Well, probably
too much – but that’s just me.
Still keep wishing
life could be more fair.
What’s
wrong with striving for equality?
Maybe we won’t attain it, but is there
No point in
having dreams – in aiming high?
Justice is the
ideal. We have to try.