Why Is There No Congeniality
(From the way I see it).
Oh! Sweet and kindhearted divinity,
You created humanity
In your peaceful image and identity.
Yet such a pity that from posterity
To President generation, man
Is oblivious of divine reality.
Why is there no congeniality
With your heavenly personality?
I sit and think, sometimes without an eye blink,
Yet my think tank can't fathom
The reason situations stink and sink.
Folks would love you today and hate you tomorrow,
If you care to know, they'll give you an answer
Cheaper than their anger.
Man can't blame God, whatever they cost,
God has a modus that can keep you from being lost
Yet man constructed his mind's road
That leads him to the dust.
Dear Divinity, you created humanity in your love, and
Light so bright than the sun in it's height.
Still man is very wicked and his thoughts so crooked.
People underestimate people because they're rich,
Failing to be cognizance that wealth can't buy death.
Some are poor yet arrogant as tyrant,
They criminalize their lives just to be flamboyant.
Some are rich but never respect the poor,
Some regard them as bad odour,
Trample upon them like the floor
And walk out of them like the door.
Some are poor but never honour the rich,
They bleach their faces, see them
As a threat and never plan to such
Position and level reach.
Why is there no congeniality?
Please divinity, my questions are a reality
Someone walked into where worshippers are gathered
And got everyone slaughtered,
Political bloodshed and religious deceptions
Making the people falter
And much more lives suffer
The malevolence hearts
Killing the earth on daily basis.
Oh! Divinity! Why is there no congeniality
With your spotless personality?
CHARLESMELODY
( lightning Ink).
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