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  1. Mr Bumble
    Was I made in gods image
    Was god a junkie
    Did god want me
    Want me to steal
    Want me to deal
    Want me to break bones and hearts
    Am I gods creation,
    Where are you when I need you
    Am I forgiven
    I was born different
    Not like the other kids
    Not like them at all
    So what is gods image
    Them or me
    Is it all a test
    Well I never liked tests
    I'll make my own breaks
    With the help of my family
    My Friends
    I see no god
    But I want to
    I want to believe
    I want faith
    But you give me no sign
    I walk alone until you show yourself to me
    Then from that day forth, I will be your soldier
    But for now, I fight for me and mine
    Fuck the rest
    Give me faith

Comments

  1. Golddust Woman
    Hi Bumble,

    What a profound poem. I am sure all can relate to your poem. Awesome:thumbsup:
  2. Mr Bumble
    Thanks, every other thing I've written sucks but this just kind of came out without thinking, it kinda works i guess
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