The Power Above

This almighty power you have,

Goes straight to your head.

You think that you own people

And that you can squash them dead.

The harassment and demands,

No other would endure,

All these endless conditions,

Make life such a chore.

Guilty until proven innocent

That’s what you say,

Yet the devastating injustice,

Never goes away.

The attack and torture,

Could drive you insane,

Yet the fight for survival,

Only causes more pain.

To surrender now,

Would only be giving in,

So we continue the charade

And take it on the chin.

One day you’ll know

The effect you had on us.

How when you play God,

We all lose our trust.

When the world sees,

What you really are.

There will no be forgiveness

For your sins are on par,

With the crimes that you fruitlessly

Accuse us of.

You will no longer be

The God above Gods.