You Can Prove Anything With Facts
I hold my hand in the air
My mind screaming are you there
A billion minds all do the same
Each culture a different name
No answer comes so we change our focus
Our accusing fingers pointing inwards
Blaming color, sex and creed
For the missing deity
That really isnt there
And if you think that i am wrong
Prove it
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2018
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