On His List
First there were two
Then there was four
Maybe five or six
Anymore?
They are here
They are there
Maybe their everywhere
In the schools
In the church
At the movies
In a lurch!
In the closet
Some come out
Standing tall screaming out!
The world is growing
People are changing
Moving hither and yon
Re-arranging
Some in protest
Some don’t care
Nothing you can do
Please don’t dare
Marriage has become
A big debate
No more simple
So much hate
God’s gonna split this
World in half
Just like Moses and
The golden calf
Some say “I was born this way”
Some say “I have no choice”
Whatever the case
They do have a voice
Just let them be
There’s nothing you can do
It’s not your fight
This is God’s to do
Test tube babies
I don’t need a man
I have Invitro on demand
I’m down low
No less a man
Bleaching my skin
I’ll take a tan!
Gathering in secret
To bully one
Come one come all
Let’s taunt this one
Shooting galleries in the streets
Killing babies while they sleep
Going into schools
With guns and bombs
Blowing up people
Who’re having fun?
No support for that child
Fathers more frequent
In denial
No more work
I’m a mover and a shaker
I’m a street innovator
I’ll beat you down lawfully
Then you will turn and cop a plea
Corruption, corruption in the air
Free will run amuck
Such despair
Just let it be
There’s nothing you can do
It may be our fight
But this is God’s to do
Will it be fire?
Will it be rain?
Will it be blood spilled?
Causing pain
We don’t know
We can’t say
Jesus is coming
If you believe that way
There is no God
How could there be
Were we ever one?
Will we ever be?
Guns of war
Guns of hate
Guns for protection
Guns irate!
Video games tame the mind
Songs of hate with vivid rhymes
People in protest over a song
People of all kinds, not just one
Judging and angry mobs that come
Raising their fists
Wanting to harm
Robbing young children
On the way to school
Sex on the subway
What’s it to you?
Home invasions, kicking on the old
Pick on your own size
Are you that bold?
Children killing parents
Parents killing children
That girl was crazy
My names not Suzan!
Committing a crime
Then blame it on “Black’
This worlds filled with hate
Is there no coming back?
Or, was it ever a time of love
Of peace, of heaven
Flown in on doves
I do not know what I
Can do, I won’t back down
But this is certainly
Gods to do
Viruses spread on the net
Pops ups showing nakedness
Towns on the warpath
Killing and lynching
Stop the war
Spread the love
What happened to sixties babies
Legalize drugs
We want to get high
Escape this world
Through legal-eyes
Are we wrong?
What can we do?
Maybe not much ‘cause its
Gods to do
I want a man
I want a woman
Search the internet
It’s highly proven
Some say its right
Some say it’s wrong
Oh what’s the use?
Just leave it alone!
This is Gods to do
Hashtag, hashtag
Follow me at
Gossip on Facebook
Murder on set
I’m .com, I’m .net
This world is rapid
Moving jet fast
People are fighting one another
Bring this world down
Put us asunder
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Whatwecandobutknowonething,
This is Gods to do…
© Keely L. Gibson. All rights reserved
(2014)
