God Never Likes Flipping His Lid
God Never Likes Flipping His Lid
Why could there be cesspool of ridicule
And like people who are always a fool
Which way should they all start slaving
To find way to stop their misbehaving.
Where you start is most important of all
There could be chips and how they fall
That also may be related to which way
They land and how much you did pray.
Some say don't try cutting your life short
Or an assigned mission by God ever abort
Even though custom of time it may be
You will find yourself far from reality.
Course started should be in a straight line
Regardless if yours may cross over mine
Faster and faster seem to have gone
Hope we won't have to crash head on.
But as usual together were butting heads
While counting our fears along with dreads
What we each have done God did forbid
Patiently He never likes flipping His lid.
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