If God's Not There

Your words of wisdom may be more welcome if you were to browse religious forums rather than waste an eternity here with uncircumscribed peripatetics.


Little Sir Echo how do you do.

To what, your struggle with faith or your poetry?

It's the sort of poem a ten year old would produce, simple rhyming structure with absolutely no depth or place for interpretation.

Blake did it far better with The Lamb, (which should be read alongside The Tyger to do it justice.)

As for your very public crisis of faith on A2K. I don't know what to say or what you wish to achieve. If you convince an Atheist to believe in Christ you've not done anything other than change one mind. You've not proven the existence of God or anything.

And the chances of changing anyone's mind on A2K are virtually nil.

There are people in this world who are so blind or grounded in self-love and ignorance that salvation for them is not possible. You are in this group, unfortunately. The time repentance is now.

You're the most self obsessed person here ffs.

I say

God is there,
you ask where is there,
'there' is in my mind.
And there He'll stay,
til my dying day,
unless faith I come to find.
Some say He's real,
but I think nay,
I may find out,
on judgement day.

"She's Not There"

Proselytes told me about her
But they all lied
Proselytes scold me about her
How we will all be fried

But it's too late to say you're sorry
Salvation's not up in the air
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there

Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
The way she acts and the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool
Her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there