Poem on why some people believe in God
The outcome, unknown.
When your fate hangs in balance,
And you can’t wait, no more.
When you’re faced with mounting problems,
You can no longer cope.
When you believe it’s the last straw,
And you have lost all hope.
Won’t you then want someone,
To help you with this all.
Won’t you then start believing,
In the Imaginary god.