What God Wants Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

What God Wants

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I have slaughtered little children
with my seven holy knives.
They were all of Eve's kin,
sinners.
Is what I do,
I save you from the devil.
But you are blind.
You do not want to see.
You make your own rules.
I am not a killer.
I am a prophet.
I am a martyr.

Grown ups hate me,
they have their god
that hates me,
but my god, the real god
the only god
the bible's god,
he will always love me
for I always did,
always,
only what he told me to do
only what he commanded me.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: god
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chris G. Vaillancourt 07 May 2014

I really enjoy the voice and personality given in this poem. I find the message compelling and well-refined.

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