'' They Had Nothing To Do With God '' Poem by Bri Mar

'' They Had Nothing To Do With God ''



All of us have a gift on Earth,
It's up to us to treasure,
life is what it's all about,
Live good and you'll gain pleasure.

Beliefs are what we are taught,
By seeds the adults sow,
This determines our values,
Respect and how we grow.

There's no excuse for fighting,
But at times we must defend,
Most of us dream of world peace,
But on goodwill that would depend.

Human Beings the world over,
Should be living life in peace,
If we could end our conflicts,
Then all the wars would cease.

The problem with us Humans is,
We seem to have a need,
To covet others land and goods,
I think they call it greed.

We also have it preached to us,
Everything is Gods will,
He really must love conflict,
That would be a bitter pill.

No one's ever seen him,
Yet we all think it's right,
We're all the same we use his name,
To justify our fight.

All religions make the claim,
That ''their God'' is supreme,
Is this really based on fact,
Or is it just a dream.

When we fight in wars the world over,
We all shout out his name,
Is that to say in our own way,
That God's the one to blame.

If we say we kill for him,
We use his name in vain,
Does man believe God would say yes,
It's good that you have slain.

When someone dies does he get blamed,
Oh no well that's satirical,
For if they live It's then claimed,
My God, ''it is a miracle''.

I think if he could talk to us,
To this notion he'd object,
For us to claim we kill for him,
Is an ideal he'd reject.

A suicide bomber primed to kill,
Is told, you will die well,
There is no God would take this view,
He'd send him straight to Hell.

So why do we behave this way,
We all have self belief,
This slaughter in the name of God,
Just causes untold grief.

If God would come and speak with us,
I'm sure that he would say,
Though some are mad you're not all bad,
Try not to fight but pray.

Throughout your lives you've never changed,
You fight because you're tribal,
Just take a look at your main book,
The one you call the bible.

It's full of wars and disputes,
The things that I forbade,
Stop blaming me then you will see,
Your troubles are all man made.

I imagine he would also say,
To give yourselves a chance,
Stop slaying, ''in the name of God'',
Then your lives you will enhance.

But Humans wont be happy till,
Our planet's reduced to rubble,
Even then you'll find a cause,
To go and look for trouble.

Then when you all destroy yourselves,
Looking back you'll find it odd,
Your troubles were caused by Humankind,

''They Had Nothing To Do With God''.

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