Dear God They Say They Know You

Passive dismissal snorting say common poet boring Thou Lord you’re adoring imagination you’re in Threaten me with a day of reckoning your belief continues to project but like you I was made by him and he made me perfect So as you write and whine sucking up so sloppy he knows yours and mine you don’t know how God see You know no better than any in this subject you’re just another nutter stringed church puppet