Who To Blame Poem by Sentamu Aziz

WHO TO BLAME

It Happens so much
Said too often
All is God's Will
Mostly in Sorrow
Rarely in Happiness

180 miles per hour
Off to the Bushes
4 lose their lives
At the hands of the reckless
Burying them we cry
All is God's Plan

Sleeping all through
Sunrise to Sunset
As many break their backs
Sweating for Bread
As you lie expecting food
To sprout from your Sleep
As you keep claiming
God plans for his people
In bed you relax

So good is patience
But to messengers of Greed
Their Inferiors earn Big
That above should go a tip
From the crumbs got below
Forgetting that cries from below
Are curses to the Boss
But never plans of God

Death is so much
A result of our habits
That innocently the blame
Is always to God
Our carelessness and greed
Greed and Laziness
All tied on one Claim
‘'It is God's Plan''