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Reverie #6: Doubt
Nothing in the world is certain
Pull up anchor
Sink or swim
Switch the light off
Draw the curtain
Do it now upon a whim.
You’ll find your destiny has spoken
Only when you realise
That all is doubt
Some lows
Some highs
And all good fortune rests
Upon that final funeral hymn.
Abide with me
Do not forsake me
You are needed by my side
A life is given
A life is taken
Now fast falls the eventide
Stay for ever
Leave me never
‘Lama sabachthani’, He cried.
Roland's Ragbag 
A bold poem my friend. It is in times of sorrow that we begin to doubt our faith. Perhaps because we can not truly comprehend his plan.
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