God? Poem by Caitlin Lawson

God?



The poor lay in the streets
apon the cold cobles
The rich step over
ignoring thier troubles.

The sick lay on beds,
dying or dead
While the well stay alive,
Wasting thier life

The strong and the rich
The well and the smart
Feel no need
to pray on thier knees

While the rest wait
For a power so great
To pick them up and help

When will they learn
That he will leave them to yearn
For if he exists
he dont care



sorry if this offends you, i have my reasons for not believing in god
but that doesnt mean you have to give up on him =)

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