Your Beliefs Have Got You Where You Are? Poem by Chuy Amante

Does the rigidity of my beliefs
hold me exactly where I am?

If I were more flexible
I'd be a happier man?

Insisting in knowing
the True jealous God
may get me killed
or called a fraud
Is that what god wants
can he be homicidal?

I'm getting off the saddle
and dropping the bridle
diving into the weeds
time for survival

Survive and live
love, laugh and play
show peace to man
long hugs that dismay

I believe in love
in never hurting
giving soft flowers
notice birds chirping

I believe in brotherly love