The Lords Creations Tainted

I used to look at Gods greatest creations Attempting to acquire creative inspirations Now blinded by divided nations Murders by premeditation Apparent addictions to multiple incarcerations Wanting fruits of a labor with no perspiration I cry out for a divine confirmation A universal realisation leading to salvation Our minds constantly on the adversarys itinerary Putting first what should be secondary Bringing to light what should be buried Needing separation but to pain still married If I could polish the varnish of our soul It would leave my cloth black as coal