(The following few posts are some things I dug out of my storage bin – things that I wrote down when I was a wee sprite way back in high school – ugh – 20 some odd years ago!
This piece in particular, in case it isn’t obvious, was written after I had bought a couple of bibles, visited a couple of churches and was pretty much left with an overall feeling of dissatisfaction for the whole journey of exploration. Needless to say, that was when I first started to acknowledge my being agnostic/atheistic)
Troubles of my mind when no one cares
Questions we ask when no one listens.
Do we but ask ourselves to no avail?
We ask of When…
… time gives no answer
We ask of Where…
… but we are still lost.
We ask who…
… no one presents their admission.
We ask why…
… no reason is given
Then we are left only to ask what?
(and there is no explanation)