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by Jacob M Parnell Dec 13, 2006 category : Life, society / about society
Who put god in charge? What the hell where you thinking? You screwed over this world, And society is sinking. I cant read the paper. Hell I cant watch the news. Without hearing about a raper. Or some morons views. I cant go to school. Without being told what to learn. I've gotta be cool. Or I cause my mother concern. We've got people who kill. People who rob. Those obsessed with the thrill. Usually the ones who cant get a job. I've gotta worry about mothers. Ones who aren't even mine. Just to appease others. And make me seem divine. We're at war with the enemy, But damn it whose who? We're killing for a resource. And no one's got a clue. But Gods apparently still up there. Watching over us with that careful eye. Sitting in his almighty chair. Watching our world slowly die. Watching the children suffer, Watching the rich sin. But you've made me tougher. You've given me thicker skin. But there's people who need you, I on the other hand do not. I don't believe in you. So the afterlife may be hot. So if you do exist. Don't be such a coward. And if this poem leaves you pissed. I'll send along some flowers. But god do some changing. This world is a zoo. It needs some rearranging. And we cant do it so, will you? (c) 2006 JP please don't vote bad on this poem just because you don't agree with my views, it's immature