If an evil man should die,
And wants to meet his maker.
Which way should he go,
Upstairs or down below.

Doth he use thine lift,
Or is he forced
To use the stairs.

For if God dwells,
In all of us,
Shame on God.
Maybe it's as Jesus said,
While nailed upon the cross.
Forgive them father,
For they no not
What they do.

For when an innocents dies,
Do the angels cry.
When death caused by evil,
Slips them by.

Why give evil a second choice,
Don't let them use the stairs.
Give the innocents a voice,
Make them use the ladder.

May each rung be stung with barbs,
For the stealer of soul's.
For the life's they stole away,
This my lord I prey.

Or is my God,
Like us on earth.
And just turns,
And looks away.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-01-08 at 04:23

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