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The God's Honest Truth

The God’s honest truth I cannot believe I am writing this as it means it is true A school friend of my niece just some poor innocent young girl Was abducted yesterday Her end, A forlorn body burned beyond recognition in some random field And this story came with pictures Images of her Mother condemned to hell Not the fairy tale fire and brimstone for eternity version I mean the real living hell on earth Waking up in sweats of fear and dread In the middle of the night, a life not worth living Hell can you imagine the toll on ones soul that would tell And I thought to myself thank God it was not you Until you said where was God then when she needed him? And I wondered why am I thanking or thankful For a God who would allow this poor little innocent girl to die I have to ask of myself the question Are Humanity and God merely a LIE

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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