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Question to God

God why did you create this world?
What comes in your mind? Why did you create this world,
People aren't helping each other,
Friends are becoming enemies here,
No-one is really bothered about other,
Why did you create this world,
Why did you create this world...

You made relations,
You gave them heart,
But why are they heartless,
Brothers are fighting with each other,
They are swearing on their mother,
Sisters are swearing on each other,
How long you're going to remain silent,
You have to say some words,
God why did you create this World,
Why did you create this world...

Young people are getting addicted to drugs,
Girls are getting raped,
Why this world is not that safe,
People stop believing in each other,
Schrey will going to ask some question further,
You need to answer them all,
What comes in your mind, Why did you create this world,
Why did you create this world...

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I write it and I don't Know if it will make sense or not and I hope you'll enjoy it. Basically in this poetry I was telling the situation of this world to the god.
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Not Explicit Content

Comments

your anguish comes through loud and clear. Many people have often asked this question but I am sure he hers and we will find the answer

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author comment

Why did you create this world,
Why did you create this world...
Why did you create this world,
Why did you create this world...

u only can answer the why
none else
its Nature's
NATURALness

Hi Schrey, I like your questionning poem. I think many of us are wondering not only why, but many more serious issues. Nothing to add, as I feel the powerfulness of your verses.
Good title, content and spacing. Enjoyed, if that is the right word, Gracy

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