That Kind of Faith
She wants to be good
And eternal life
We must not forget about that
So she prays
And gives witness
And tempts the Lord
With her faith
It’s so far beyond my capacity to reason
Or maybe it's beneath it
That kind of belief
Cannot be discussed
In present company
I’ve never felt such unworthiness
And the need to reject
All at the same time
Does something terrible have to happen
For me to believe in this manner?
It’s not a matter of humbling myself
For God (if he’s up there) knows my limitations
I’m not fooling anyone
I know this
I really do
So why am I drawn to cemeteries
But not to people?
It seems only the dead interest me
Maybe it’s because only they know
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