i used to believe
in luck
i used to believe
in superstition
now i know
there’s only metaphor
i used to believe
in politics
i used to believe
in government
now i know
there’s only metaphor
i used to believe
in god
i used to believe
in religion
now i know
there’s only metaphor
i used to believe
in war
i used to believe
in patriotism
now i know
there’s only metaphor
i used to believe
in us
i used to believe
in humanity
now i know
there’s only me
i used to believe
in the past
i used be believe
in the future
now i know
there’s only the present
I used to … / But now i know there’s only the present
Liked your post. Thank you, Cody!
Thank you Úrsula. I’m glad that you like this one. It is the culmination of a lot of blood, sweat, and tears on my part.
Sometimes life hits us hard but as a direct consequence we also learn to keep our dreams alive (I always try to do it …)
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That’s a good life philosophy.
Belief in anything is always something that should be constantly evaluated. I used to believe I could be happy in books, and I still do!
Glad to hear that you are still happy in books. Books are a good place to find happiness. 🙂
Great to see a poem about belief with which I entirely agree.
I’m glad that you like this poem. I was actually a little nervous about posting it, but I’m glad that I did.
I’m glad you did too.
Thoughtful and thought-provoking!
Thank you. I’m glad to hear that you found this one thoughtful and thought-provoking. That was what I was going for.
A good one. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. 🙂
It makes me happy to hear that you thought this was a good one. Thank you for your comment.
‘Pleasure. Have a nice week-end.
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I like this insightful poem, especially its last stanza, which reminds me of a passage from my story “Waking Up To Life”. Please allow me to quote it for you:
“How can one justify one’s existence? Where does one begin? I have no need nor reason to justify my past, for it is already gone and she can’t take it away from me. In any case, I am powerless to change it in any way, no matter how much regret I might have about my past actions, and so what is the point of trying to justify something that cannot be undone. Nor can I justify my future for it hasn’t yet occurred and is therefore of unknown nature, lacking any reality. It follows then that I am only in a position to justify the now, the immediate moment during which I am alive.”
Thank you for sharing your passage from “Waking Up To Life.” It sounds like an interesting read. I’ll have to check it out.
I have just sent you this story by email, Cody. Hope you got it.
Here’s the link to “Waking Up to Life” on my blog, Cody.