god’s rope.

i don’t believe in god anymore because

when i needed him the most—

he never answered me.

i used to try to pray the pain away,

and hope god can rescue me from the hate and death that constantly surrounded me. when i surrendered, sometimes it was silently.

when i choked from the rope everyone came running to me.

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

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