Your Small God Poem by Stefan Stokes
Your Small God
The laws of man, the lies of many.
Repent now your sin! But you dont have any.
How small this god, to which you pray.
These words are just mens, and you are their slave!
Its the nature of you, yet you feel remorse.
Inhuman the nature, unto you are forced.
No will of god this, don't be so naive.
The tounge of your profits, are made to deceive.
Monday, October 27, 2008
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