Poetry

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" Who's Making Up These Rules" ?



Father GOD, I am confused, the little boy began

My parents taught me, to love you

Cause you made me, as I am

They come to you, in JESUS name

Many times, I've heard their prayers

And they told me YOU, can do all things

And I know LORD, you're up there

Today my teacher, got real mad

And she sent me home from school

Because she caught, me on my knees

She told mom, I broke some rule

My best friend's brother, Tom told me

That Tim fell down the stairs

That's when I knew, to come to you

Cause you've answered all my prayers

LORD, why do some people, not believe

That you can fix, all things

Why do some get mad, instead of glad

At the mention, of YOUR NAME?

What made my teacher, mad at me

When I told her, WE were talking

Don't she know, that YOU, and YOUR WORD, is true

And that I wanted my best friend walking

How come I can pray, anytime at home

But they tell me not to, at school?

Don't they all love you, they way I do?

Tell me, who's making up these rules?

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