Poetry Corner: Who me?

POP POP” Goes his 9
You wanna put it on the gun
But what was on Mind?
The real question we almost never ask in time
Society loves him only selectively
But I thought love was blind?
Saw straight through the bullshit
Now useless is your pulpit
You eat the flesh and drink the blood
But can’t help ya blood?
We see Christ outside the body
We see Christ outside the body
The Power of the question without we rob our very essence
There’s a little “g’ in us all
Without realizing our power remains small
To kill one you kill us all
An empty building much potential
An empty man none at all
“Take the wheel” cause the end is near
Head for destruction as we outright refuse to steer
To know God is to know why you shouldn’t fear
“Help is on the way” no, Help is Here.