God?

Oh my God, they raised me to believe in you. Oh my God, who was more devout than I? Oh my God, I absorbed you and your mother, too. Oh my God, even as I knew I was gay I pretended. Oh my God, they told me you hate me but my faith never ended. Oh my God, as I began adolescence, family figures made sure my adoration for you would never falter. Oh my God, despair creeped in and you slipped away. Oh my God, knowledge poured in, and I had plenty to say. Oh my God, I realized a book crafted by men could never be perfect; from the truth it would stray. Oh my God, as I grow into a man I've assessed my feelings. Oh my God, my abundance of hatred began to go with all its dirty dealing Oh my God, isn't it true essentially I know you're there? Oh my God, now I've got inspiration from a pure woman of intuition and truth. Oh my God, many opinions I've heard, and to my own conclusions I've come. Oh my God, somehow I know you're good; the lies of hell make me numb. Oh my God, is it the woman in you I pray to a coincidence of faith or real? Oh my God, it seems to matters only I ask her for good; for a good day or when I'm hungry, a meal. Oh my God, is it the man in you I know keeps me firm and brave? Oh my God, someday I'll know all!