A God Forgot

Fallen like the angel
of darkness his deceit
completes me as liar
I trod uncertain feet.

My twisted perception
it is my nature born.
Fallen I have fathoms
but already was torn.

Forces that bore me
versus ones I found
keep a soul in limbo
as I move on ground.

Why pray when all is
death and all do lie?
I’ll be my dreams for
in my reality I do cry.

Hope is but wishing
for good fortune told
by those who lie better
try fit we their mold.

The good book we use
tells us we can pray.
While a friend around
us tries us to slay.

Drawn and quartered
by those who care not.
Remind them we try to
of a God we also forgot.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. SRIKANTH says:

    Another jewel of a poem JW ! Such deep meaning in your words ! 👍🤝

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JW says:

      Thank you Srikanth. I appreciate your feedback.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. yazzeus says:

    Beautifully written and relatable! Thank you for sharing this.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JW says:

      Thank you for reading Alyazya. Your feedback means a lot to me. I’m glad you like it. 😊

      Liked by 1 person

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