Unanswered Questions

My life reflected shows little, why? Why does the man who works with hands of labor tend to sway with the winds of reality? Why does the women who speaks her mind become out casted in a dose of closed mindedness surrounding.



Questions run through my mind like fish swim through a river. The poltergeist of my fears are always chasing me. The evil one uses it as his attack. He's smart, but my defence is smarter. Through my love and prayer I will seek and find. I will love and forgive. I will cry, and I will cause tears.



The reality is to much for one soul to bare, the reality that life and people at the core, are evil. Since near the beginning of time, we have commited sins and obeyed evil desires. Why?