My questioning self - If i ever go to meet my maker
If I ever go to meet my maker, Will He able to resolve my uncertainty, His presence may clear the doubts that my adolescence carried, His charisma will prove the allure of nature. If I ever go to meet my maker, Will He define the purpose of my existence? Will He relay the emotions that went into my creation? Will He show me the way I came. If I ever go to meet my maker, Will he be able to justify a long forgotten reality? The unsighted, speechless, heedless, incapacitated, Which sin of theirs is more ungodly than mine? If I ever go to meet my maker, What did you see in him and not others? That you called him before that nightfall, father and son, Which neither him nor me had ever disapproved. If I ever go to meet my maker, Will he able to look at me with earnest, For my love was fiercer than his radiance, his darkness, Then why was I separated from my breath, the air today is yours and theirs. If I ever go to meet my maker, Why only his spit is on par with the arid? And when it...