Hypocrites and Charlatans
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My soul can hear a child cry,
its tears tethered to the wind.
Children shackled to poverty and death
without a future and bereft of love
struggle to survive in a world of greed.
We choose to ignore their plight
yet call ourselves God-fearing.
We pretend to care if they live or die,
but the fact is, we feel little for them;
reduced to entertainment on the news.
We drop to our knees and pray
that God will forgive our sins.
But we think we have found a loophole in
God's Commandments: unconditional love
cannot blame us for using our free will.
But He said, "Love each other,"
that choice was not left to us.
Humans are hypocrites and charlatans
who claim to be compassionate beings,
and yet we're reluctant to get involved.
We view it as make-believe,
such suffering can't be true?
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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