Poetry by Michael Bechayda

The Truth

Searching for a place for my soul to grow

I found this place not too long ago

Happy and joy was on my mind

Didn't know what they were feeding my mind

Knowledge gain knowledge earned

My soul seem to grow on the road and learned

Been across around the world it seems

Different types of teachings seen and dreamed

GOD showed me what is right and what is wrong

People seem to rebuke what was on my mind

To try to keep their cult on their line

Brainwashed and feeding their minds and souls

Not convinced of their style lies

Knew from the very start they were not on line

Wanted to know what was itching my mind

I figure out what was in my mind

To decline their utterly whine

At first it was very hard to decline

And now I seem to be very fine

It is because the truth has unfolded to me

I was dying from a certain kind of lie

I seen a bright light when I closed my eyes

So bright I can't seem to picture in my mind

But words were embedded in my mind

Now that I know the truth what was meant to be

I will try to remind what is light and what is right

Only people with crook souls and minds

Will find this message of mine hard to sign

This is a spiritual journey original poem by Michael Hinog Bechayda