Do you say the creed?
Do you say the prayer?
Do you still believe?
That the end will turn out fair?
Do you hate the world?
And somehow not yourself?
Who gets out alive?
Who stays on the shelf?
Who gets read for pleasure?
Who gets read for pain?
Who gets read at all these days?
I ask you once again.
A Soul's Walk 
I believe the end will turn out well.
I’m curious… is there any particular reason or set of reasons that you believe that?
Experience, perhaps…or maybe I’m just an incurable optimist. But I believe it will. Hang on. 😉
I’m not saying that I don’t believe it will… I was just curious if you had any reasons why.
My bad.. but that’s good then! 🙂
And don’t read into my words too much. I’m also not suggesting that I feel like it will work out well for me in particular… but feelings come and go.
It does. It’s just feelings. It’s not everything, is it?
Are you asking if feelings are not everything? I sure hope not.
Well, I still have to write simply because I must! So I will leave the worry over what is read out in the world to others, okay?
(chuckle)
Great post. Love this poem and I’m not even going to pretend to have an answer when I’m still asking the questions myself. Well done!