The Power Of God - Poem by Magnus Tukkonen
On this planet created by Him,
Several terrible people have roamed the ground.
Many unnamable people committing unmentionable acts,
They are our leaders, of politics, of revolution and more.
They are of different sex, race, and faith.
They are the tyrants.
These tyrants are commanding,
Making arrogant demands.
The people, who are powerless, do not resist,
And those that do are tortured and murdered.
A tyrant has affected every life, however indirectly,
Yet years pass where nothing is done.
I speak of one more powerful than them all.
I ridicule and criticize those that don’t resist,
Death and torture are nothing compared to lives of misery,
For generations and further generations to come.
I write this poem on a lonely Saturday night.
I wake up Sunday morning and I go to church.
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