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Feb 2012
All my life I was told
The way, the truth, the light
Was the way to salvation
It’s all I knew
It’s all I thought

Time has passed
Thoughts have changed
Is this all a lie?
What I’ve been told my whole life?
What I’ve believed my whole life?

From what I hear
I may simply be wrong
But I believe, I believe
It loosens, it tightens
The hold is there, losing grip

Is it all a lie?
The way, the truth, the light
It saddens me to think
“Is it all a lie?”
What’s the truth
If there is none?

It loosens it tightens
The hold is there, losing grip
I still believe
Oh Lord, tell me it’s all true.


**- Summer 2011
I wrote this poem last summer when I was questioning my own religious beliefs. This is pretty much what came out of that. It's one of my favorite poems I've ever written personally and I hope you all like it as well.
Ben DuBois
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