Oh faith is a funny thing,

For I always had an aversion to mass and organised religion,

But in life when everything ripped away from under my feet,

With friendships that were forever cloaked in deceit,

When I lost my way and was subsequently betrayed by shadows cloaked in red and not in bright emerald green,

‘Twas then on a summers morning in a chapel teary eyed I began to cry,

For to read my confession to a weary priest who assured me I was certainly no beast,

And from that very day since I started to pray,

Everything began to go my way.

As if by magic.

~ G McK