I Found Him

If there is a God where is he Those exact words I use to speak, Is he in the sky, or maybe he's in the sea Where must I go and seek. Some say that I can find him in a book While others say that he's in a prayer, Both places I did look And he wasn't standing, or speaking there. I watch people as they prayed to God But, those people still got sick and did die, Is he and his believers all a fraud Is God, just a hoax, or maybe worse a lie. I lived my life and I was lost I cared for no one, but only for myself, Did not know anything, but only life's cost Destiny is just a urn, upon a bookshelf. What is the meaning of life I always thought And, why am I really here, Someday like my parents I'll be in a plot Then my existence will disappear. God, please answer my one question I have asked him that many times before, Am I here just to learn a lesson And do I need to suffer and learn more. One day when I was hating my life From the brightness a figured called out my name, I could not handle any more pain or strife As I stood alone in my guilt and my shame. So, I walked alone into the night My life was sad and pitiful and grim, I then found that peace coming from the light That one day, I finally found him. Randy L. McClave