A Letter to God

If I wrote a letter to God:

Dear God,

Imaginary or not, we need help.  We lie, we cheat and we steal...and we do it in your name.  We fight and We kill...everyday, all in your name.  Many believe in one, a few believe in many and the rest believe in none...one way or another, only you can sort that one out.  We repress, we regress and we digress...yet almost all our fights revolve around you, because of you or as a result of you.  We created money to make us into gods.  Money gives us power, money builds us wings....but money will never make us wiser, nor any more empathetic and sensible.  With that power, we...Man has starved this world of rhyme, compassion and sense.  We, us...Man has built bombs to destroy this planet...our only home, a thousand times over!!!  Our planet, our home is on the verge of becoming this galaxy's first toxic location...by our own design.  Terms like segregation and suppression seemed to be justified through the usage of our strengths and fallacies. Strength creates corruption, corruption leads to imbalances...imbalances yield this, that and everything else that I see.  Domination and occupation seem to be EVERY civilizations Right of Passage.  God(s) does not behave like this.  God's creation shouldn't behave like this.  Children of God, should never be in a position of self doubt, self hate or tempted to poison a young, prosperous and passionate home.  How did it all become like this?  Either Man is your worst creation, or You're Man's Greatest.

Sincerely,
Yours Truly...
K

ps,
My Words may fall on deaf ears...or ring true in every home.
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thing is certain
Everything needs to change!