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If I was God
I'd be angry with the world
I'd be angry with Christians
Because I told them 

How to overcome the world's problems
first they were to go out into the world
and become fishers of men
then they were to teach them  

That I created the world
I owned the world
and I expected
ten percent of the worlds 

profit to be paid to me
you created the Grape farms
on land I made
ten percent of your wage 

belonged to me
yet the church 
spends it on themselves
that was my money

I told you what 
to do with my money
The parable of the talents 
told you to invest my money

Invest to make 
five times more
that was my money
In the fifteenth century

Catholic Priests became corrupt
not all of them don't 
blame all of the people 
for the acts of other people 

Granted I am still proud 
of a lot of my people 
it doesn't matter what 
you call yourself 

Christian muslin Jewish
I created all of you
but killing each other 
honestly 

I came down and wrote
the ten commandments
Did you not think 
it applied to you

If you had invested my money
for the last two thousand years
you could have made 
all the companies in the world

Fair enough other people 
are allowed to build companies too
but creating work overcomes poverty
When Jewish people collected the tithe

Their religion was their government
the money, people pay in tax
was the same as them collecting a tithe
investing in jobs creates wealth

The profits from the industries
would have allowed you to become rich
It takes money to look after people
you were supposed to treat people 

like the good samaritan 
if a man needed your help 
you paid to help him heal
you supported him when he was down

but not forever
once he was well 
you could give him a job
because if you invested my money

you would be wealthy 
enough to look after people
Instead, you fought with each other
you killed each other

You took money 
off people that couldn't afford it
and you spent it on yourself
That was my money

Then you expect me 
to bow down 
and provide for every dream
I'm not your puppet

If you won't fix your problem
Why should I 
I warned you about Armaggedon
you are at a crossroads

Keep destroying the planet
that I created and you destroy yourself
don't blame me for your mistakes
I told you how to overcome 

your problems
you through you excrement
into the streets and made pollution
you started the plagues

Don't blame me for your behavior
If I was God I would be angry but I'm not God
I'm just me
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