Poem -

Speaking Up

Speaking Up

Good morning God

Hope things are well on your end

Things sure could be better down here
but of course you already know that
being a super natural being and all

Of course we must own up to our faults
since you graciously gave us free will
but we can't seem to stop fucking up lately

Perhaps we're just in a slump
though we been trending down for quite awhile

So call this a prayer S.O.S if you must

We sure as Hell could use your help
to get back on the straight and narrow path
and hopefully make you proud of us someday

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Steve Green

Thanks for the always appreciated feedback

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Angel

Great write angel

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

God is very busy sorting out all these messes going on at once...

Between the criminals and the murder suicide of the mother and her 4 adopted children...

Broken hearts all over the place...

So many people so many needs...

It sure would be nice if He could actually get a break...

Maybe, we could ask what can we do for God...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Steve Green

Good point...Maybe we should cut the supreme being some slack and ask what we can do for him for once

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