Coming Home

COMING HOME God, let me come home to you. I did my best on earth, I promise you! I want to live with my Lord and Master. This earth with witless humans, pretending to know how to run it~ my, what a disaster! Egotistical know-it-alls, trashing you. In this unholiest, unkindest of human zoos. Your words are considered a joke. If I were the Creator, I'd give this planet a humungous poke. This world has no idea that you created each of them. They think "they" did it, not knowing they are the children of HaShem! Other gods do they kneel to and adore. Then, lie in misery at night on this planet's floor. Blaming politicians for all wrongs? While adoring drug-using rock groups snorting and singing,their songs. Church is a joke for millions! Their church is baseball, football and basketball pavilions. People beat others because of differences in skin colors? And promote the malicious fallacy, that one color is better than all others. One can't think freely anymore, Theirs is the only their way, nothing more. Your commandments are not upheld. It's "I do it my way" living. Stealing money, cars, looting is justifiable? How insane and most cry-able. So this is why I ask you to bring me home. Fraud, lies, rule this earth~on it, I know longer wish to roam. You never meant for us to be unfree. This year more controls fall on me. 12/15/2@20