He Shot A Round Poem by Zane Gilley

He shot a round through the hand of God
To save the world from all the infidels,
But what he got was violence and jihad,
And left the earth quite full of living hells.
He shot a round through the hand of God,
To hide the woes within his stupored mind,
But what he found was ignorance and fraud,
And showed him how to grasp the living blind.
He shot a round through the hand of God
To show his friends that life is but a game,
But what he won was scratched on his facade,
And made him quick to finger other's blame.
And when He tries to play with dice,
God finds the Eight Ball to suffice.