Choosing by Religion by Stephen J. Dubner
Choosing My Religion is a luminous memoir, crafted with the eye of a journalist and the art of a novelist by New York Times Magazine writer and editor Stephen J. Dubner. By turns comic and heartbreaking, it tells the story of a family torn apart by religion, sustained by faith, and reunited by truth.
Two stars
Songs on the Radio
So you listen to the radio
Singing your heart out
Wishing with all you’ve got
That person in the song was you
You sing a little louder now
Trying to block the tears
The world in the lyrics sounds perfect
Why can’t you live there too?
You want to believe
You want to find love
You want to live your dreams
You want to discover yourself
Hold on to your faith, your hope
For I have faith in you
One day you’ll hear a melody and smile for
That person in the song is you
Call Me a Coward
Call me a coward
Please
It’s simpler
It’s what I do
When given the chance
I have no faith in me
But that’s okay
It’s safe
It’s good
Call me a coward
Call me a coward
Please
Believe me
Don’t make me do things
That scare me
So what
If you think I can do it
I don’t
I know best
Call me a coward
Call me a coward
Why won’t you
You push me out of my comfort zone
You give me no choice
I do what you say
No matter how frightening
No matter how dangerous
Because I have no options
But I beg you
Call me a coward
Call me a coward
Thank all that you won’t
Now I see
What I can do
THat maybe I can
Do more than I think
And I’ve got some courage
Somewhere deep inside
I’m so glad you could see it
Now call me a coward
I dare you
Ha! The poetry today is not necessarily dark, despite what the title might make you think. This poem only halfway rhymes, but oh well. Usually I can’t rhyme at all! 😀 I’m also not feeling all that lost today, but here is this for those who are.
Lost
I feel a little lost today
Can’t find a map that’s mine
And using someone else’s
Would be an unspeakable crime
–
My compass just keeps spinning
The needle won’t be still
Even when I try to hold it
With my own will
–
My GPS has gone to static
Its screen completely dead
All remembered directions are gone
Even from my head
–
There’s nothing else to do now
But start walking a random way
And hold some faith in my heart
That I’ll make it somewhere someday
My Life is a Notebook 