to whom it may concern
up above the sky
beyond the human eye
i ask pardon for i have sinned
and guidance for i had
lost my soul and blood
but ******* it who am i
to be so selfish and greedy
asking from the almighty
how about the children
who starve to get to heaven
and pain is the fate woven
how about the innocent
who dreams amidst the nightmare
of chokers who do not care
how about the people
with pieces of hopes scatter
on the edge about to shatter
how about the toddlers
who were never happy nor sad
nor ignorant of god
to whom it may concern
pardon me first, you shall not
bless me first, you must not
for as blue as my problems seem
thou shall firstly elevate
those with purple bruises in their fate
be grateful of what you have. not everybody gets it.