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Offense

Happy, Sad
Confused, Frustrated
Vexed, Tired

I’ve got bunch of questions I would love to ask you
My MAKER
That’s if we could meet?
I don’t want to die now either.

Probably you will burn me down, out of anger,
With your ever blazing fire!
Maybe cause of the crazy Questions I’ve got.
Questions like.

Why does MONEY, have to be the main Factor?
Why not something much easier to get like STONES,
LEAFS, WOOD???

Why does it have to be WOMEN?
Why not another creature,
Less beautiful, less sensitive?
It doesn’t end here.

AM sorry my Maker?
For I’ve just committed another offense?
Maybe if my faith, is stronger than this.

I! This being of yours, is from the other Side
That you know of.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction): 
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Last few words: 
Am lost in this other side
Editing stage: 

Comments

the poem is filled with questions about life which if you ask most people their may not be able to give you a reasonable answer
WHY MONEY IS A FACTOR
AND WOMEN
asking God that questions is not a sin anyway, but i think getting the answers to those questions is only in eternity since you already stated you dont want to die now

always remember to make a critique of other poems
using the hoe is not madness for nothing

Thanks

All who wonder ,are not lost!

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