Do Not Pretend To Know Me Poem by James McLain

I have not died
so many times so that you can live
living your life you living mine just so
that you can again reject me.
People are
what people are you can not change
their sick nature.
Having eye's so that you may see
has left me blind
to what you have done through your
own speach you have shown me.
Others some think
that by learning to read and to write
makes one literate.
Setting the trap so many must fall in.
Therefore herein
when so many have come most that
have come will hence forth fail
lacking the conviction that they never
had blaming others.
Would any one in your very own family
bring forth hence unto you
the many strangers that you see in the
streets and with out coin then feed them?
Unstable or mentally ill
with out hearing you speak no from you
is the answer
that from here I can hear no one speak.
Billions have and will die
never getting beyond the ability to count
past their toes and fingers
forgiven by they never having to know
what you are.
You believe in a God you have said
and by killing your brother
and sister you have shown no mercy
for them then and now.
From the book that you read
you have claimed all to know and hence
nothing it is you shall know.