Duty Calls

A duty calls,
For some to imagine...
Themselves born to be keepers,
Of the keys to closed doors.
And this duty calls,
For many to perceive...
Themselves born to rule over people.
What they do to choose,
And...
Everything!

Man has made created to have it believed...
That,
What some chose and choose to do...
Meets God's acceptance and approval too.
Man has made created to have it believed...
That,
Those who destroy and destruct...
Sit at the top of God's list.
And picked by God to favor,
To do as they wish!
As ducks rush to sit quietly,
Having their feathers plucked.
Without making a sound or moving their lips.

This?
This is B.S.
Yet what's the point of even thinking it?

What man has created...
Is a mess.
Whatever it is called to address it.
These days we lived together,
Is a man-made mess.
With a duty needing to be recalled.
What man has created...
To stall a future coming to all.
Is a mess.
With a duty needing to be recalled.

What these days man has made,
Is a...
Woman and man made mess.
Yes.
Both a woman and man made mess.
Witnessed.
What these days man has made to create!