In the neighbourhood
it’s not so good
people get hurt
nearly every day
And even if you knew
who did it
you could never say
In the neighbourhood
it’s not so good
that’s where the body lay
Where his Mama cried
where others had died
And all the community
could do
was pray
© Kait King, 2015
prayer
Gods
Are there many?
Or are there none?
Will I know
before I’m done?
Are they angry?
Mean and unkind?
Or gentle and understanding
with a heart much bigger
than mine?
If I don’t obey,
they tell
I’ll be going
straight to Hell
My god has not
that human spite
he’s not angry,
vengeful or
serial killer smite-like
And perhaps I am
uncertain
just a little unsure
But my god knows
that I believe
and I know there’s so much more…
Kait King 25/07/2018
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