Whose God

by Bill Turner   Oct 6, 2008


You are weak...
A poor excuse for a God
All my life I have challenged you...
No, dared you, called you out...
Yet you leave me alone
I am a marked man...scared by life
Tattooed so you can find me amongst the masses
Why?
It is time to stand and deliver...
Face my wrath...
No longer let me turn it in...
Come and get me
No longer leave me to my vices
Smite me with your power, set me free
I am weary...tired of the demons that haunt me
Benevolent, I think not...
Else I would be gone...
You are wrong...

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  • 9 years ago

    by Rocky

    I really liked that poem. the form was interesting enough fome to read it and the thoughts you portraid where excelent. i sometmes too feel "I am weary...tired of the demons that haunt me"
    anyway good poem keep it up

  • 9 years ago

    by ForeverASickKid

    This is amazing keep it up ! :)

  • 10 years ago

    by Filledwithjoy

    The darkest time of the day is just before the dawn of th magnificent light of sunrise full of life...i think it is anyway!
    sorry...i pray that you will find him coz he lvoes you so so much!

  • 10 years ago

    by Deana

    This reminded me of the part in "footprints" that said when you only saw one set of footprints that is when I carried you...I believe he is with you, as your friends here are. An excellent poem, that many people do not have the guts to write.

  • 10 years ago

    by Cindy

    Bill
    I read this yesterday and had to wait till today to comment. This broke my heart. You were there for me when I needed someone. I'm here for you always.....You are in my thoughts and prayers.
    Love you
    Cindy

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