There can only be one absolute truth.

I thought I wrote but only dreamt a poem showing my contempt

For those who claim to know the truth. I realised when but a youth.

They claim divine authority but had no proof to offer me

I can’t believe that any creed can provide the proof I need.

Amongst themselves they can’t agree so they argue perpetually

Nor do they practice what they preach I think the truth’s beyond their reach

 I can accept the faith you hold. I would not dare to be so bold

To think I dare to criticise what you believe. I’ve found it wise.

To tolerate whatever creed which seems to satisfy a need?

That can bring great comfort to those followers to whom it’s true

I seek for truth I cannot find; but would it bring me peace of mind

 Or would I feel compelled to share the truth with all men every where

I do not think I could achieve a change in what folks now believe.

I will continue with my quest, I am convinced it’s for the best.

The knowledge gained from all I’ve read is safely stored inside my head

For me to ponder quietly. Beliefs peculiar to me

Although I know they may not be true. I think for now they’ll have to do

Until I find fresh evidence which seems to me make good sense

I believe only bodies die. The soul goes on triumphantly

Transmuted to a higher plane before being reborn again

What I believe may not be true what you believe is up to you

We will find out eventually that is a solid certainty.

24/10/2009

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