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I was taught as a child, "God is good, God is great"

"But don't forget, fear Him. You obey, and just wait"

The priests and the nuns, and the phonies and fakes

"It's all worth it, you'll see, God does not make mistakes"

Each day, I see people, bodies twisted in pain

Some can't speak, some can't think, and I wonder, again

Why do these people suffer, all the hurt, the heartaches?

And then I remember "God does not make mistakes"

Then I hear about children, their young lives cut so short

Yes, I'm puzzled, but always, they all have this retort

"Always know, there's a reason, know with all that it takes

Our Father's all loving, God does not make mistakes"

Then, I meet a young man,struggled since he was born

Something's wrong with his body, his heart's tattered and torn

So, I rattle my brain, 'til that part of me wakes

Oh yes, there's no problem, "God does not make mistakes"

So, if "He" does exist, and my doubts, they are real

I must let "Him" know  how I really do feel

He seems cold, makes no sense, in the choices he makes

I regret to inform "God, you do make mistakes!"

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