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If I believe in you, will that make a difference? Labels: Gilad Bernari, poetry
If you are never there, does it really matter if you exist?
Why do you keep testing us, are you waiting for us to fail?
If you can do something about it, why don't you?
Do you like it when I pray, or don't you even hear me?
Is there a point to life if it always ends in death?
Does heaven exist? Do people dress casually there?
People are getting confused, would you choose a religion already?
Why don't you come and visit the Middle East from time to time?
Does it really help to bless someone after he sneezes?
When you are down, who do you pray to?
Why?
Are you really a woman? Cause that would explain the mood changes...
A poem penned by Gilad Bernari that i find really meaningful. He's from Israel, and i guess that's where he got his angst.
finished rambling
1:30 AM <3