Some Say

A short poem that expresses how people say many things, both spiritual and natural.

Some say it rains when god is sad,

Some say it's hot when god is mad,

Some say it's cold when god's forgotten,

And some say the days it's perfect,

Is when god's happy.

Some say the lands are green when grazed,

Some say the lands die when it's raised,

Some say the lands are built on, forgotten,

And some say the lands, whether we agree,

are all we have left.

Some say you scream when you're in pain,

Some say you you give up with no way to gain,

Some say you hate when you're forgotten,

And some say you love on those days,

The ones full of joy.

Author's Note

This is a poem that really does not reflect on me, considering I'm not very religious, but when I started to think about this poem, I had to write it.