Retribution

A seemingly unending line,
With folded hands raised in prayer,
Before the almighty.
Seeking answers to many questions,
In the journey of topsy turvey,
Roller coaster rides,

Its time for retribution.
The end of this game,
Of happiness and pain,
The love of ecstasy and the
And the fundamental theory of gain.

Where is god now,
Perhaps
He was never part of this refrain,
From goodness.

The love song will begin,
Once he appears and
Divine retribution relieves us,
The miracle cure,
Flooding everywhere,
With showers filling the air..