We turn to a God
To measure
Our pain
While refusing
To believe
That for said pain
We only have
Ourselves
To blame
Asking forgiveness
To a being
That may or
May not exist
While never
Truly acknowledging
The people instead
Who really
Need to hear it
Creating chaos
World wide
Only fighting
Over whose god
Is right
And for power
That in no one
Should ever exist
Then wondering
In our stupidity
How it is
We got to
The current
State of things
People dying
On the streets
Children dying
World wide
Of malnutrition
And everyday
Diseases
Refugees
Fleeing
War torn
Countries
Their children
Drowning
Washing up
On shore
Looking like
They are
Just peacefully
Asleep
And yet
Our greed
Being power hungry
And relgious belief's
Rule the day
Whose mistake
Are we
Ours, yes our own
Yours, mine, and ours
And yet we are
Still too clueless
To understand
That this why
It seems
Every day
More and more
We fall
While in the name
Of the god
Of the day
Our own hell
On earth
We are creating