Prayers

A child lives with masses of faith
Yet dies with a painful cancer
A man with hatred coursing through his veins
Dies silently in his sleep

Justification in the form of lies
Bringing disposable people to their knees
Rebellion in the form of a Crusade
Just like what your crucified ape sings

A town awaits with throbbing fear
For an Armageddon
People cry and people die
Yet everything remains the same

We're more alone than you like to dream
Cry out all you want
There will be no answers to your muffled screams
Start answering to your own prayers.

Reviews

[distefano 401]

nicely written. i, personally, believe in the power of prayer, but as for the poem, i thought you did a great job.