God

I groan in pain at times,
and i hate you O God in those moments,


Your unfairness spread across,
Miserable lives, carrying on in disgust
Living besides your holy abode,
The man sleeps without food in his stomach,


They come to you for blessings and hope,
He gets none,
They bribe you and you continue to be dumb,
They kill in your name and get away.


They keep us in dark and the truth is never told,
Their selfish deeds you never see,
They frighten us and the mouth is shut,
While the ugly worship is done.


Some you give rights to snatch,
while some are denied with what belongs to them,
The goodness in them murdered each day,
and the demons doing the dirty dance.


But i hate you most when i see myself,
why did you have to give me a heart so weak,
I want to be a stone,
Seeing none, feeling none.


I want to be numb
Not hearing the wailing infant in the dirt,
while the mother sweeps someones marble floor,
Forced to forget her hungry child.


Your beauty i dont want to see,
when all around me is black and fake faces,
everyone pretending to not know,
everyone searching a cleaner route to get away.