God, I Hate You, For Sure Poem by Ambrosia Ambrosia

God, I hate you
No more prayers, begging
Yes, I dare to say that
You answer me now
What is this atrocity?
Not gratified even after all the brutality?

Sorry you can’t enjoy my tears anymore
Coz, all of them dried long back
It’s a massacre of heart, mind and soul
Nothing is left for your barbarity
Atom bomb on a little sparrow?
Never thought of damage at least once?

It’s a blunder if you appear in front of me
Despite my prayers, good deeds just don’t come.
Coz, I want you kill you now, on the spot
Why not? You trying the same with me
Anytime, anywhere predator is ready
To attack on you, so beware of me!

God, I hate you, for sure