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Price of Faith

Sometimes I wonder if the life given to me is mine
or if I’m made to believe it is
If the words I say have inner meanings
or if the dictionary is their limit
I wonder if our world had been pre-defined
or if us humans delineated it?
Most tell me to have faith
The truth is it’s quite expensive
To gain it, I may have to give up logic
For the sake of the unknown, I must put aside human knowledge
They ask that I let faith be my teacher and not science.
But then what?
What about reason?
Philosophy?
Rationale?
All that nonsense I cared about?
Again they tell me I must have faith
It’s getting too costly now
But it doesn’t end there
They want me to forsake my sanity
But simultaneously hold on to it
They want me to believe the unthinkable
and perceive it as truth
They want me to have needs
but also be ready to give them up at any time without warning
Why?
There’s no point
Don’t spend your minutes wondering
Keep your questions tucked aside
It doesn’t matter how logical or rational or philosophical or sane your inquisition may be
The answer will always be to have faith
Faith that your life is yours to keep
Faith that your words have deeper definitions
Faith that this world was born with meanings other than the ones given to it
But now so that Faith has diminished my earlier contemplations
I can’t help but wonder if Faith is enough?

(2015)

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