A Gift

I hate it God
I hate it that everything is based on You
You said this and You said that
We can't do anything based on our liking
Why is everything based on You?
We can't do this and we can't do that
We can't say this and we can't say that
And what You say - go
We can't do whatever we want
Why is that, God?
Why do You have a say in everything?
When do we have a voice of our own?
Never, right?
It's okay God
as long as You know who is in charge
Just kidding God
Pow - I am a gonner
If it wasn't for your grace 
I would be gone a long time ago
Thank You Lord
Okay
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Johnson Avatar
June 24, 2015 at 2:19 AM
You are a very passionate writer. God bless you.
Christian Avatar
June 24, 2015 at 12:20 AM
Good write, with out his Grace we all would be long gone, and with out his love and protection id of been gone 5 years ago really. How he moved mountains to keep us safe, God bless you
Horn Avatar
June 23, 2015 at 9:40 PM
Toquyen, What about those poor nine defenseless dead bodies? If you gat a chance, check out my poems about that. Re--PVT Lester Deschler Died July 12th, 1944 in tank explosion. Jim Horn
Harrell Avatar
June 23, 2015 at 9:48 PM
I got a poem for you about that!
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