When people are in trouble
And need to find reason
They search for the truth
Seeking a kindness reaching out
Sometimes it will be religion
Where they will settle for two years
Then others will bend themselves
And twist it around upon itself
Until they cannot find a way out
Humanity itself feeds on the weak
And being right doesn't mean
That you will prevail.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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