I wish I could see,
Through god’s eyes.
To look upon a creation,
So ugly,
And revolting,
From his point of view.
If I where god,
Id be ashamed,
Of what I made.
A horrible place,
Full of hurt,
And greed.
Sometimes I wish,
I where god.
So I could change it all.
Wash away the pain,
And blood,
And replace it with,
Love,
And happiness.
But im not god.
And I can only see through,
My own eyes.
So I guess I’ll sit alone,
In this pool of,
Greedy painful blood.
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