I AM that I AM that I AM

No one's going to believe me But I know why God is silent Why He doesn’t answer Or hear our prayers Beside the fact that His Head is in the clouds It’s because He is inside each and every one of us Fragmented into a billion voices in billions of beings All made in His image, of course Each one of us, with a spark of His Grace Must understand one thing and one thing only Just imagine for a moment, that every word ever spoken Written or imagined, is the WORD of God We are the stuff that Gods are made of Or is it the other way around? He’s never coming back because He never left She’s right there sitting beside you Each one of us must decide Each one of us must choose "What do I believe?" And is it really worth fighting for killing for If only, each and every single billion of us, Would just listen to that inner voice And share in this pathetic dream of mine Oops, I mean, poetic dream of mine We must connect with the gift that God has given to each and every one of us LIFE And only Love will set us free Until We, every single billion of us, Declare with one voice I AM that I AM We shall remain in ignorance, fragmented And alone. Separate from God. Separate from each other. Forever waiting for the day that will never come It’s already here It always has been We just have to take a leap in faith And believe in one another NOW Repeat after me . . . I AM that I AM that I AM that I AM . . . the Great I AM that never ends.