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Author: akusma
Fiction Rated: T - English - Tragedy/Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-22-08 - Updated: 06-22-08 - Complete - id:2535366

Not meant to offend anyone. Copyright to Me.


Dear God make me human,

I can’t stand this pain,

My sins are crushing me,

My pain is killing me,

I want to die,

But you won’t let me,

You won’t end my suffering,

This awful suffering,

You are making me immortal,

And I despise it.

Make me human,

Let my pain end,

The things I have seen,

The things I have done,

The things I have caused;

The suffering,

The misery,

The pain,

For what?

For you my God,

For your crusade of death.

Did you want this?

This war of men?

Did you want us to fight over the land you made for us?

Did you want us to kill each other,

Merely because we are different?

Why did you give us these feelings?

These eyes and these hands and this tongue?

Why teach us words that can cause more pain,

Than anything else?

Make me human!

Let this end!

Let me see no more war,

No more walking and hurting,

For every step I take, knowing the pain I have caused.

People kill themselves for your glory,

People die because of your will,

Do you want your people to suffer at the hands of themselves?

Talk the mother,

Our home and our earth,

Make her see reason,

Make her destroy those that deserve it,

Not those in poverty,

Already in suffering.

Take those that cause misery and pain,

Take me,

Make me human!

You created the snake that made us what we are,

Has he suffered from his doings?

Why are we being punished instead?

We were raised in shelter,

We didn’t know what he offered,

How can you condemn us for doing what you programmed into our souls,

Our beings?

Our identity?

Those who praise you,

Say you love us all,

But I wonder as I listen to the cries of the dying,

Do you really care?

Do you cry every time one of your creatures is killed?

Do you cry every time a tree is felled?

A river polluted?

Or a dam built?

Why not reach out and save your creations?

Why not help us change?

If this is not just a game.

Give us a sign!

Please let me end all this torment!

Please let me rest from this pain,

This guilt,

This torment,

Dear God make me human!



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