Late
i hate
to fixate
but i resonate
need water must hydrate
here is the debate
did a creator create
or from fish did we mutate
so is their one who dictates
knows all fate
hears all our communicate
sees us being inappropriate
but does not decimate
i could not dedicate
just a deviate
unable to imitate
or reciprocate
I think life is delicate
desolate
desperate
all our needs to accumulate
if their is a god he seems to be unaffectionate
probably understandable look at the state
his beautiful planet on which we urinate and defecate
If their is a god i think he is too...
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2022
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