In your weakness
you seek revenge
against what is
greater than you,
for we are not
all created equal,
look around and realize
this is surely true...
Resenting those placed
above your station,
reviling those below,
you live in both
fear and intimidation,
shouting your frustration
into the wind
in the hopes your pleas
will find God's ear...
But God does not send rain
to wash away your fears;
the world revolves by itself,
a ball hung upon nothing,
nothing changes but the years...
Count them, lose them
and still the problem remains;
this is not a Game called Life,
it is yourself
who must make the change...
July 23, 2014
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