Believer
For ages you sat and waited
Thoughts silent heart stagnant
What began as fetal growth
Within your pensive space
Now murdered
This grandeur of imbroglio
No god will ever allow this
But you are hopeless you are faithless
Dare I say it
You are godless
You retch with disgust and disappointment
Let all the world know that all that you wanted
Was a whisper in the wind
That in the state of disillusion
One day you will be set free
From things like dreams
And you will believe
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