There are so many faiths
That I am quite confused
They will not let me think
They tell me that they all
Are right and that I am a
Lost and sorry soul
Don’t they know all their
Paths lead back to the
Great Creator’s place
One thing I do know
I will find my way
Walking on my own
© Ceol
I had a question ask of me
Do you believe in angels
I didn’t know how to answer that
I read all that I could on that subject
But never found the answer
All I know is that when we get touched
It is by a force we do not know
© Ceol
The skyscrapers claw
Their way to heaven
Forgotten in the
Urban rush a
Figure stands alone
Grey as the day
That swallows him
His spirit turns to
Gray like the concrete
That surrounds him
He is lost as he
Turns to stone
Lost in the urban rush
© Ceol