God's Confession Part Two

They think I am irrelevant They think I am dead They think I am a fairy tale From some olden, ancient time Some say I am dead Others think I should be dead That my work is done I looked at him Carefully now And what did I see An old man With that lunatic look But there was something else He was crazy Sure yes But perhaps he was the real deal I mean why not Why would not God be A lunatic wandering around loose Talking to low lives like me In a bar On the way to hell So, I looked at him And invited him to share His tale of woe God tells me Well, it's like this Many a year ago People believed in me But one day They quit believing in me And they went on without me As they left me My powers got weaker and weaker And so eventually I became What you see today A broken down drunk Hanging out Looking for a hand out Looking for some company Or at least a free dinner And he laughed and laughed And I looked at him And saw the beginnings of the end And the ends of the beginnings I saw a million planets Flash by A billion people A trillion sentient beings Thinking all at once Thoughts filled my head Lights flashed And I knew He was telling the truth But it did not matter In this day and age Of materialism God has no role God is truly dead And so, I bought him a drink And walked out of the bar Profoundly sadden by what I had seen God was dead And we had all conspired To kill him