The Daughter Will Come Poem by Minister Peacefulpoet

Where's that miracle man
Who can make light out of darkness
The daughter comes soon
Who can make life out of death
We sing
And await your presence

Candles lit not once, but twice
We pray
So hard
Through the night
Please come soon
Choking on the filth of noon

Democracy was a trick on us
But such a boon
For the rich
Politicians make their pitch
Make their ditch once they get the hitch
Its such a fuckin bitch
Can't find a job
How will I feed my baby
Maybe
If we would just vote for this one
or that one
Such a lie
How many had to die
For this democracy
There is even a flag to represent this lie
People will actually fight and die
Because in god and country we trust
The rich tell us
But God says
Don't make me no part of this
When the daughter comes
You'll see
This ship has a list
and has only been sailing around circles

By Minister Peaceful Poet (that's me) 11/17/17