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What If?

What if I left?
Would I truly be free?
What if I decided no longer holy to be?
What if we’re wrong and these truths are fake?
What if I quit striving - chose a different path to take?
People often approach me always asking these questions
Mocking my faith and my life decisions
What if I told them I didn't have answers?
But I turned the inquisition on them rather
What if I did listen and I forsook this way?
What if I joined them?
Tell me then could they say
That I’d be truly happy
Would I truly be free?
If I stop living for Him and lived only for me?
What if, I wonder
Have they ever been asked
What if they’re wrong


Hmm maybe I should ask….

10/15/2014

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