Retiring God

So here i am Im going to retire from my throne as god and here is the answer to your riddle of your religions why are you teaching each other to hate instead of getting along? why can't 2+2=4 and everybody agree its silly if you ask me One day when you realize we're really not at war but its all propaganda to keep us blind and make everybody money I'll lead my saints from mansion to safe place to solve riddle and sing songs and lift the veil that the armies have been playing paint ball the whole time and that was their reward for being brave the sucker patrol saw you coming and now its your turn to play So here i step down and leave my scepter behind throw the dollar i have left into the wishing well you've all poisoned and now ill tell you something about the blind leading the blind and how to write chapters of lies and liars and life lessons for history books methods of madness and unjust systems and how to get hired for a job where you cant apply with a resume or prayers Here i am the metaphorical man how do you raise me? How do you love me? how do you protect me? teach me learn from me? what are my rewards and where is the line? Anyway now that i'm retired and you know how i want things to be done have fun throwing away my dreams and living life the same nightmare having nothing change and then wonder absent mindedly how I'm doing and if i lost my keys