Just Can’t

              Just Can’t.

  Can’t climb no mountains, they’re too steep. Can’t swim no oceans they’re too deep. Can’t read no books, don’t know the words. Can’t sing no song, they’re just for nerds. Can’t preach the Bible, and believe what’s inside. When we tell a teacher to teach our children, with their gun at their side. Can’t believe the sun will keep shining, when I can’t believe in you. Can’t believe we are still living in America knowing what you’re about to do. Can’t believe the church doors can stay open, when your Jesus is not the same color as mine. Can’t believe the gates of heaven are not locked forever, because the sin’s of our fathers are now permissible for all time. Can’t believe all the thoughts and prayers were never answered, for all our sons and daughters. Can’t believe there was never ever anyone to lead them beside still waters. But of all the things I can’t do. I can’t believe after all these words, that I could make a friend of you. 
By GWRoggenbuck