Randy McClave (Ashland, Kentucky)
I came into this world an atheist
An unbeliever and a doubter
A naked and unknowing little baby
Who was a screamer and a shouter.
I knew nothing about this world
But I was ready and prepared to be taught
I listened and watched everything about myself
Truth and information in my life I sought.
I was taught how to walk and how to bow
As I strolled about the house and the yard
Then I was taught when and when not to speak
Saying a prayer I would happily disregard.
Then later in life I became a heathen
I believed not in religion or in any GOD
Sky was above me and that is all that it was
In magic and not in miracles I was awed.
Everything I saw I did not eagerly accept
I expected no one to lie unto me
I saw wonder and magic wherever I did look
While I believed only what I did see.
Since my birth I have walked many miles
I saw miracles that some would never believe
People really caring and GOD really loving
I asked for help, and willingly it I did receive.
When it is time for me to leave this world
I will leave knowledgeable and not as a deceiver
As I will have learned the truth through my living
I will live the world as a true believer.
Randy L. McClave
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