Holy Water

In a church there is holy water,
For you to bathe your Christian daughter,
I don’t know if it’s a gift from God,
It might just be a pool of fraud

But when I was bathed,
All the people around me raved,
For they knew that this was not,
From the man above, he had been caught

God had been taken away from his home,
Everyone thought that it was so he could not roam,
Not roam the Earth or the sky,
Never again to see the birds flying by

The devil was as happy as could be,
God was his sworn enemy,
The angles were sad,
Maybe beyond and even mad

I was caught in between,
Had God ever been seen?
Many people believed without any proof,
God may be just a spoof

 

Author's Note

I always post this poem on sites like this first. I hope you like it!

Reviews

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You are really poetic, I love this write, gives one something to ponder on, Very nicely done!

[Hinoglue]

Yeah I know. I completely respect other religions, if you are offended by this, I'm truly sorry.

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Yeah, its very good. BE careful. I like it. I also like your title. Keep it up! Thanks!

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I do like it! But be careful in where you enter it in places, some people get religous but luckily people here don't we just enjoy the art and beauty of poetry like in your poem.