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Satan's Prayer to his Father

Yet who can he pray to
 supposedly among us  
Least that's what they say  
As words take you away  
Oh come now ye this  
and hast thou done yhat..  
As the world once was ...flat?  
A fact is a fact!!
That's what I hear when it comes to  
All that...  
Perhaps he could  just pray  
Surely dad's always care  
Oh wait ..guess he can't  
Since he's been cast way down here  
If I am to be a sinner of Adam ..  
Then who could  Satan's be...  
I'm not the one who made him..  
Far fetched is all I see  
If I bring a child into this world...  
 tyrant I could not let it just be..  
What type of father  
Would they call me  
Who supposedly gave him life?  
Yet I never did see..  
From popes on up to pastures  
Double lives they still do lead  
They tell us to do right  
As their OWN kids run wild at night  
You may not see me on Sunday  
Pay for your ticket to go and see  
I only see confusion  
 I'm just fine ty
 trying to be me..  
Been told of such profits  
that wrote all that could be..  
Scribble here ..scribble there..  
Story there... story here..  
yet they sure have deep pockets ..  
Get your  tickets ..pay their fee..  
All for the show...  
That you never see..  
They say god is almighty ..  
and makes all that you can see...  
I wonder like a human  ...
Could he make a rock  
That even he could not lift?  
 or make another just like him?
 I do know that the universe  
never revolved around me...  
 It was here long .. way..
before me..  
my eyes can truly  see..  
I go to a doctor most try to give a cure see a monster and youll  get a curse  
ive not many years  
for fairy tales.. or worse..  
And if i did..
 I'd still not.." fall for it"
It's wars never few  
It is blood war with art  
I have seen young children  
Who's parents were part  
Yet due to religion  
It tore them apart..  
Ive seen many little ones  
 only wish for mom at night.  
So I say a prayer for Satan  
As his father... let him run stray ..
 I do my best as a human  
As I myself am learning  
with every passing new day.  
For Tomorrow we venture  
And off this planet some day..
 
 
Written by Ralph_Tamez (Wasere)
Published | Edited 3rd Oct 2018
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