(Philosophy/Poem) Where Is The Wrath Of God?

Where Is The Wrath Of God

 

Why do the Evil get richer and the poor die in squalor

We spread our seed as we work our own will to the top

A disease, a rock, or a fool with a Bomb could kill us

Populations within one country fight with the other

World regions where their Leaders strut like a giddy hen

 

One people rule another for the riches their lands possess

We have progressed to where we have Lion Trophy Hunts

The very richest take the power like lumber, oil and gold

Indigenous, run through like a bulldozer through a hut

All lies, the Earth is not warming and the Seas aren’t rising

 

When there is no profitable  work for the poor, why have them

Round them up like we did the Indian Tribes way back when

If you can’t Pay to Play you do not have any God-given rights

How un-holy, those who have, sharing with those lazy Sloths

The Wealthy are the Connected they choose who the world hates

 

Where is the Wrath-of-God, just a fantasy of the weak and foolish

Where is the Wrath-of-God, Man rules the sky, land and the Seas

We kill all who wont bow to the will of the Richest Men, as they take

Wisdom to the foolish there is no such thing as the Wrath-of-God

‘Thou Fool’ the Rich and Poor, we all are to taste of death one time

The Wrath-of-God, that is the second death and I hear it’s kinda hot