I'd Damn Your God

I’d Damn You God

They try to break us
using a people who are lost,
never seeing what is given
as labour, only counting cost.

Their ivory and silver tower
a testimony to greed, money
rationed out like it lives,
ignoring what people need.

Imported beggars nod off each morning,
I hear soft rumblings, is it a warning.
Will it be heard by those who drain
our power, will I see the end the final
hour.

I care not for wealth though some
would wrong me in that way, I’d
happily see equality of a people as
well as pay.

What is money taken without pride,
can you sleep when a conscience is
not clear. What good is wealth that
you have to hide, that stains not only
you but those held dear.

Wake up you sleeping giant, gather
yourself to such a force. We can no
longer be reliant, on money made
leaders without remorse.

I pray only to you my people
penurious, though some would
find that odd.
I can’t enter an existence so utterly
spurious, for if he truly existed
I’d surely damn your god.