(Placing myself firmly as doubting Thomas).
What if it's all a fiddle,
you know
Jesus and all the other guys,
and I've spent all this time
being good for fear of what might happen
if I were not.
I know the cosmos was a gigantic fib,
the animals too,
man and woman
and the miracles can all be explained away,
but why oh why, after all this time
Is there still a word called faith?
© Graham Sherwood 10/2014
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