Yo, God, why ain't you go where I go?
Yo, fool, I go where the wind blows
Hey, Jesus; I love you, Man
Good, kid. That's part of the plan
Father, yo, am I your favorite son?
No, but apparently you've won
What man? What?
You want me to kick your butt?
I love you, God
Thank you, you're forgiven
It seems I grow older
It seems I grow colder
These riddles and rhymes
Are like tales and lies
Though, in the same
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Author:
Jonas Robinson (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2022 06:04
- Comment from author about the poem: I usually don't say this. You can ask anyone I know, through any culture of life, but I can't take critique on this one. A weak one.
- Category: Religion
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Comments1
Not sure why you would be worried about critique on this one Jonas? It's great. Had me from the opening couplet and it never let go until the end
Thank you so much. That was exactly the feedback I was looking for. 🙂
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