Query's Prayer

Since birth, I've been counseled as to my purpose of being.
Since awareness, I've questioned all I have seen.
How strange it is that my heart beats it's own tone,
While being molded to accept a song not of my own.

I am what I am, because I believe the will be be absolutely free;
To do with as I will, why else would it be given unto me?
If my attitude is not accepted or written as those of the flock,
Does that make me a sinner or take time from my running sand clock?

I am told that a life map have been drawn for me,
And in it all the keys that allows one to be really free.
To understand its purpose is not my concern,
But to accept its trumpet will ensure boundless new dawns.

Is it wrong to question the parting of the sea as it is famed?
Why can't I accept the virgin's fate with the new knowledge I've gained?
When shall I bow, if I have not heard the ultimate call?
Shall I bend for the lookers, or be the man I've become and stand tall?

The masses have decided that there exist entities greater than I,
But in my mind it is unsettled that they are, or even why.
If there be a judge for me, it must answer true and pure,
Tell me the answers to all my questions that I might be sure.
If the way of my teachers and rearing is truly the light,
Provide me with the faith you have given others, that I be part of the plight