We all get mad at times.
 

I'm sick to my stomach, nauseous to my breath.
I'm disgusted by man's indignity, to life, and to death.

I'm appalled by inhumanity, and natures 'curse' disease.
I'm disengagaged by selfishness, and humans that appease.

I'm disturbed by violence and crime, and a human lack of care.
I'm disheartened by weak Goverments, with a distinctive lack of flare.

I'm weak in soul and spirit, and so heartfelt, I'm in pain.
As the 'God' who created you all, I'm not sure you should remain.

I'm beleaguered by your choices; your actions make me ill.
But as the 'God' who created you all, i knew the chaos, of free will.

I'm scorned and blamed for everything, you Atheists, you just scoff.
Well i've had a belly full of all you humans,

EARTH'S all yours, I'm off.

Really liked this
 

made me laugh, made me think and it is very true, but I've decided if God isn't in charge I don't want to be here either--I'm off .:D Carose

David,

I can feel all kinds of emotions reading your poem. I hear what your are saying also. Keep writing.

befuddled2

Your
 

keeping me interested,keep writing. Sue