'' Now We Make Our Own Selections '' Poem by Bri Mar

1.
The weirdest thing about Gods,
Is, we don't know which ones are frauds,
If the real one gets jealous, he becomes over-zealous,
I believe he revels in wads.

2.
Taking the Lords name in vain,
Is seen by some as insane,
Treat the Holy trinity, with total divinity,
Or else you may end up in pain.

3.
Never work on the Sabbath day,
If they ask you, say, no way,
You will be attacked, perhaps even sacked,
That is the price you will pay.

4.
To honour thy Father and Mother,
You need to know, one or the other,
In this day and age, it puts me in a rage,
That the truth they'd both want to smother.

5.
The Human has a passion for killing,
To do it, we're all more than willing,
Watch that last breath, it's the meaning of death,
Very soon others blood you'll be spilling.

6.
If with another person you're cheating,
It's with another you are competing,
Whenever you're caught, you'll be left distraught,
You're setting yourself up for a beating.

7.
Some do have a reason for stealing,
It can give them a wonderful feeling,
Taking not giving, is their reason for living,
The thief finds it all so appealing.

8.
The wonderful thing about lying,
Neighbours do it without even trying,
After the lie, the truth they'll deny,
Their untruths, they'll all then be buying.

9.
By desiring your neighbour's wife,
It will cause you, eternal strife,
Be in no doubt, when you are found out,
You'll be chased by a guy with a knife.

10.
If to want what the neighbours have got,
Is truly what you have sought,
What you can't get, will fill you with regret,
For you, it's now somewhere hot.

Though we're told to obey his directions,
He forgot to put in protections,
When dipping his quill, he gave us free will,

‘' Now We Make Our Own Selections ‘'