Short Incriminate Poems

Crosses

We all suffer at the hands of another
wish we could see it's not our fault
but our mother's.
Praying to the wall
it'll make you feel  better
I won't stand for that ********
won't even pray for a brother.
For there's no such thing as a God 
but sorrow and hate
We,us humans, **** one another
to incriminate
our fears and losses.
we're our own devils in disguise
wearing upside down crosses.