Steal This

If you fall for god.

You’ve fallen forever.

Being nasty in the internet.

Mortals aren’t that clever.

 

Words though .....

Now they’ll stand up to time.

Not clever , or slick-

Can you make it rhyme.

 

God made it rain ....

Forty days and nights..

Head spinning ...

Fell down the exact flights.

 

Who’s really sure?

Men keeping history?

How could that go wrong?

Sure I know you’re pure.

 

We’re out here alone.

My clone and drone.

Hover by , 

I really did try.

 

Sorry for the guess.

Did it make a mess.

Dad can fix it right ?

We’re going to be forgiven.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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