I am 17
And I could not love a god.
I could not hide
I tried to avoid that lie.
Do I love this god?
Should I answer
Or should I lie
Certainly I will die.
How am I too make that decision
When he's so close with accurate precision
Face to face with his finger on the trigger.
Still the question lingered
"Do you believe in god?"

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