This poem or philosphy really is by Peabody99:Nothing really matters or does everything really matter whichever way it is you gotta make everyday great because you never know whats gonna happen. 
This poem is by PrezFrog:How many people at church really believe in God?
Are they just trying to impress neighbors?
Do they think he's a fraud?
A common question they ask-
"Wouldn't he stop the killing?
For him it would be a simple task"
But the truth is he gave us our own will.
No matter if its to love or to kill.
He's there for us up above.
We'll always have his love.
But we have to know whats wrong and whats right.
He can't control us
Even if you wish he might.
He'll always be there.
Even if you don't know where.
Look and where you and he had to part
And you'll find he's always been in your heart. <3
