A Letter To God Poem by illu 5501

If you are the Father,
Why do you let your children suffer,
God you are, you make right and wrong
We are just toys in your hand,
We take the blames,
We cry and we suffer
But are you not part of the blame?

You live in the sky beyond the skies,
On a throne in worship zone,
You create you destroy,
We just pray in joy.

Divided in race, religion and color,
We fight for your glory,
Hundred and thousands suffer,
Yet you are never part of the blame.

If you are there,
At least give us some peace and harmony,
So we are humans the best you created after all.