Chats

Are we in a predicament
Each time I voice my sentiment
It ushers such a confusion
That you believe in Evolution
It clashes so with my deep Faith
And opens up Discussion's gate
So this is what I can observe
We get into each other's nerve
Untill it leaves us very sad
To waste the chat time that we had.

Are you still there.

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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