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Do You Believe In My God?
My God, he doesn’t Want me to suffer Horribly, beating myself up For the nature of only breathing My God, he isn’t a Murder Vindicating war with a divine right Wasn’t given, By my God I don't have a religion but a philosophy I speak to my God directly, I don't need a middle man because It's me and my God Oh yes, I believe in the Lord But at times I see, things that should not be seen He sets my faith in an ice cube tray and lets it thaw Drip down and clear the eyes Lets these emotions saturate and open out We make our own destiny The lord is my guidance, my daylight in the darkness He tells me my end but how I get there Depends on my actions And when I ask him, why ? Why is this killing happening? Morally up righteous bible bangers screaming All sins are committed by THESE sinners. Aren’t we all, sinners? I fall ill Thinking of all these lies swirling Popping like bubbles in an unsanitary bathtub trying to pass the Minimum health regulations TELL ME LORD Why do you let this happen, what is the solution? He speaks one word: you Others run with miscommunication Thinking, you? You? You? Pointing fingers throwing bombs Shooting children, in the name of God While tears fall from the sky, clouding All that’s morally right But its really, it’s up to you you you To change the world Do you, believe, in the Lord?
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