Tragedy Of God Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

During the death dances of the Women and men,
I fell that I'm lost in a rainy black glen

Laugh loudly, say funny but DIRTY words,
All were trying to show them self up, looking for a nerd.

The person who was at the center of attention was a double face boy,
He better stay home, playing with his ugly dirty toy

All were looking after him; no one thinks what is right or what is wrong,
They were like dumb creatures; the story of their stupid actions was
so long

The boy was laughing inside; all were in his hands,
Nobody even think about this, he was insidely bland.

They were like a tail to him, where he goes, they would go…
They were so blind; they would sink in a blow

I was watching this dirty view,
I was laughing at those pure guys, but I like to take out their eyes, and I want their empty minds hew!

Their mind was like a hazelnut, empty but sweet
But the mind of that boy was clear and neat

So funny, so good, his actions were funny and fantastic,
They could make the people donkey and cool, but they were sarcastic!

But fortunately I have understood these fake games, I feel this big fraud,
Because I have to understand? No! it was the tragedy of GOD