God loves everyone
we’re all his daughters and sons.
To someone he gives
To few he dispatch.
He examines and sees
but we cry and weep.
Good is what he does
he’s the one enormous.
If he gives less than necessary
we pray him for being in misery.
If he gives more than essential
we misuse and go for optional.
The best of his children are content
who’re always pleased and godsend.
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