God's Question
The water it is raising, and the Sun is oh so hot.
Is this the year for saying, goodbye to all that we have got
Sitting in confusion while knowing happiness can’t be bought
We dig it up and form into a baubles dream
Then thoughtless cast it aside and buy the newest Ponzi scheme
As Lemmings to the ocean we seem oh so bereft
Rushing into madness while heading for a cliff
Madness veiled as laughter ringing into cheers
Never once confronting the source of all our fears
Watching eyes in their confusion as we fail to use his tools
Can I be the creator of this world filled with fools?
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