Losing My Religion

I once believed
By being the change
You wanted to see
You could make it be

I thought it would last
The edifice built
Through first being kind
You’d not fall behind

A small piece of faith
A purpose of sorts
Not on a world’s stage
Or history’s page

Just what each may do
Behind every scene
To lead with the heart
Give others the part

But then you move on
As all life is change
And see all you planned
Slip through your hand

The Old wait you out
In the shadows they brood
False faces they show
Say they see, that they know

What you tried to create.
But they never were there
Preferred old regimes
And far darker dreams

Oh revolutionaries all
Heed the words that I say!
Something lasting you’d gain?
Don’t foresake this, remain!

Every battle you win
Is but part of a war
And this game that they play
Is renewed every day

The Old wait for the moment
You no longer engage
And when you are gone
Know that they’ve won

Losing all my belief
Find religion is gone
And all of this pain
Was a shadow, in vain

I once believed
By being the change
You wanted to see
You could make it be

But now I am wiser
And sadder for this
If you’d spare yourself grief
First give up belief.


(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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