Saviours of God

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The mighty men of the planet,
Often save their God.
By spewing venom for others,
In the name of their lord.
From these mighty saviours,
May God save the World.

As history has shown us,
These saviours thrive in blood.
They hate, they kill, they maim;
And they go against their God.
From these mighty saviours,
May God save the world.

They bring about misery,
Wherever they dare to tread.
They buy eternal fame,
By walking on the dead.
From these mighty saviours,
May God save the world.

They think their God too feeble,
And have no faith in their Lord.
They protect the Almighty,
By wielding their dirty swords.
From these mighty saviours,
May God save the world.

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Questions That Arise

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Why do the corrupt pray so hard?
Why do they thrive if they are bad?
Why do the good, even if they pray,
Hardly ever find their way ?
Why are the kind thought to be weak?
Why does the world hurt the meek?
Why do the cunning always win?
In spite of being drowned in sin?

The gentle people of this world;
Must speak up for rights and be bold,
Take strong stands and fight for right ;
Fight for justice, with all their might.
Till faith and peace, regains the throne
And belief in goodness is reborn.