Laugh At It
Look what the god of the money
has done. It has taken from us the
spirit of love and the spirit of fun.
Look around the world, and what do you see?
People filled with hate, sadness, and misery.
How long will this be allowed to go on? When
will the truth see the lies that make right
wrong?
A god that has no life, no heart, no soul--a god
that offers nothing but a pile of gold.
What kind of god is this, to obey? One
that does nothing or has nothing to say.
One that controls the human race, one
that's on everybody's mind and on every tongue
with a face. If I were an alien who came here and
saw this, the only thing I could do is laugh at it.
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E Poet | Year Posted 2018
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