I can not believe in God
Slowly killing yet swiftly spreading, deadly virus from pleasure born,
transparent skin people, starved and beaten, abused by humanity shorn.
Violence for pleasure, a murder hobby habit, dark soul lust, free to roam,
genocide, a consequence of difference, justified tales from ancient tome.
Disappearing children, taken by diseased minds, family by stress broken,
the desperate lying on the street, it’s they’re own fault, glance sigh token.
All desires unbridled, forced on the innocent, perversion replaces passion.
So much hate, it’s never their fault, empathy and kindness not in fashion.
A sick society, worth judged in gold not deed, where giving is seen as odd,
and to help another is weak, the ever cult of ‘me’, I can not believe in God.