In God’s Hands (Poem)

They did what they do
It is what it is
They didn’t ‘do it to me’

Cuz to do it to me
They’d have to know what they do
But they clearly have no godly clue

It’s time to move on
Time to leave it behind
Time to make conscious contact with God

I’m no better than them
They’re no better than me
It doesn’t matter who’s right or wrong

All I can do is focus on me
And the rest will fall where it lands

I’m nothing to brag
When I’m half out the bag
My worth is made in God’s hands