Would it be so wrong
to not believe in heaven and hell?
So
would it be so wrong
to practice a religion nobody
believes in?
So
why can't you do so
without someone critizing you?
Why can't they just leave
everyone alone?
To be myself that’s what they say,
but when I do I get turned away.
So
why are there so many unanswered questions that
leave me hanging here.
So
what is right and what is wrong?
AND
why is life so separable to the
people who believe in the unbelievable?
This poem is one of the oldest poems i wrote 12/27/96 but it one that has meaning behind my life. One of the greastest i beilve.
