'' Only A Sadist Would Not Intervene '' Poem by Bri Mar

Dear God I’ve asked you again and again,
To stop all our needless killing,
You never respond can’t you feel our pain,
Or is it you just aren’t willing.

You preach forgiveness and also compassion,
Yet you show us none of the same,
While starvation and genocide are all the fashion,
Does it matter who is to blame.

The holocaust and countless mindless disputes,
Tell me what exactly is it you do,
When murdering ethnics because of their roots,
Where in Gods name were you.

You have the power over all creation,
That’s what you’d have us believe,
Yet you sit back and watch our devastation,
Do you know what it is to grieve?

If you gave us self-will and the power of choice,
You can also take it away,
In times of trouble we do not hear your voice,
Is it feasible you enjoy the affray?

I’ll give you my life oh merciful God,
To prove to us you do not forsake,
If truth be told I believe you’re a fraud,
Please prove to me you’re not a fake.

Allowing innocents to be butchered all over your world,
Is not only evil it’s mean,
As those victims lie dying all crooked and curled,


‘’ Only A Sadist Would Not Intervene ‘’