The Forgotten Righteous
Isolated in this exotic edendwell this common man
whom take none for granted
and use only what they need.
Blind to wants and desires,
they know only to help their kin
and be helped in return
on this their existence depends.
But they know not thy name!
Call to you, they won't.
They speak a different tongue,
tis hardly an excuse!
They cannot praise you,
not like I!
I know thy name,
we rightly gave you.
I know thy principles
we have assigned thee.
They know not of your nature,
your assigned nature!
They deserveth not your presence
not like I!
I made you!
Oh how I beg the question for thee praise!
Tragedy strikes the treatment
of these forgotten souls.
For even the right religion overlooked them.
Or did it?
Our created creator never taught them,
though they act like he has.
This matters not,
They know not thy name!
Copyright 2009 Vince Decker
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