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Religion Versus Spirituallity

Religion Versus Spirituallity

Religion is the belief in a supreme divine power,
spirituality is the essence within our being, not lower;
you want what suits you, everyone else may be wrong,
until someting seemingly convenient may come along.

Death awaits us all, that is the only sure certainty,
it's because we don't know what that means really;
I've watched many people die, like my father so bad,
I rubbed his back, there was skin and bone, so sad.

One day it will be our turn, there is no choice,
it's strange, you're directed by a famiiar voice,
it wasn't the way that you may have preferred,
in fact, the finale turned out to be quite absurd.

I thought about taking away all of your pain,
it might not be best if I have to come back again.

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Terry Reeves

Hi Poetess,
Thanks so much for the pin.
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Terry Reeves

Hi KG,
Thanks so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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K.G. Munro

Hey Terry,
always,
Love,
K.G.Β 
Xx

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Muse expressed in a fine eloquent way, sad and soulful about your dad, wry thoughts. Kudos!!

plz also read and comment my newest poem too.

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Terry Reeves

Hi S Zaynab,
Thank you so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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