Desperate moments
With eyes tight shut
Knelt limbs,and
Arms spread out
I chant whispers of prayers
But when im alright
With nothing to bother,
No one to worry
The God im used to pray
I forget in a moment
But godliness I feel
Strongly in You
You are a superman
for sure,thought I,
Now I know that its
Not truely right
If god is he
Who changes sin
Into a pure moonlit flower,
A saviour, a friend
A reason to hope,
And ever so kind.
Whose mercy
and sympathy,
Justice and power
Boundless,infinite
Like expanse of the heaven
And through sunshines
And freezing winters
Is constant
I guess I know you,
You are a superman
But of superhuman kind
Full flesh and blood
But sort of like god
DO you understand its meaning?
Would it be your Dad?
Reply:maybe the poet is expressing what he or she feels about the faith. and is wondering who this "God" is, and why he or she should trust him? hope this is good enough!
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Reply:It seems as if the person of whom he/she speaks is righteous/constant and steadfast in his beliefs. By comparison, the author only prays when he/she is in trouble or struggling. The person be spoken of is god-like, but not quite. Hope this helps.
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