Ungratefull Poem by Elino Lucero

IVE WATCHED GROWN MEN FALL TO THEIR KNESS & GRASP THEIR HANDS TOGETHER & BEG & PLED.THEY ASK GOD TO CHANGE THE LIVES THAT THEY LEAD.BUT THEY CONTINUE TO BITE THE HANDS THAT FEEDS, IN THIS ILL WORLD OF HATE & GREED.HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE BORN INTO SUCH A DEVILISH BREED? SELF CENTERED SELFISH BEINGS.UNCONCERNED IN WHAT TOMMORROW BRINGS.WE ALL LIVE IN THIS CONTINUOS RING. A RECIETED CYCLE WE ALL KNOW TO WELL.IS IT REALLY SHOCKING AS TO HOW MANY ARE CONDEMNED TO HELL?