Unconvinced!

tetrameter sonnet

Unconvinced.

 

Tired of living; afraid to die.

Because of what we have been taught.

We doubt its truth but daren’t deny

perceptions forced on us unsought.

By those who claim to know the truth.

I do not doubt with good intent

But they can offer us no real proof

about rewards or punishment

I don’t believe their blinkered view.

Although they are convinced I should

They have no doubt that it is true.

But I don’t think I ever could.

Believe their version of the truth

 without at least some concrete proof.

 

Wednesday, 22 September 2010

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