Blowing Away (Conversing With GOD)

Must we live in bubbles to evade Corona's troubles?
GOD come take the wheel and do it on the double
That's my humble request that awaits your reply
If you truly exist up there beyond the sky

Arise from your slumber as these numbers increase
Resurrect some peace; make this pandemic cease
Reach down with a healing hand from where you stand
What's happening is hard for me to understand

Is this in the plan of the Grand Architect?
If so my Lord, I'm starting to lose respect
You could interject whenever you saw fit
My faith is taking a hit, bit by little bit

Forget all of that not questioning your will
With so many suffering who need to heal
And the water is still poisonous in Flint
Should I not ask about where your time is spent?

Can I not vent with the free will that you gave?
Should I not be pissed about this world that's depraved?
When my Granny reached her grave it changed my view of you
Now so many days I can't even say that you're true

What am I supposed to do about these agnostic thoughts?
I want to believe in you and that they're battles being fought
I'm rather distraught about even feeling this way
My mustard seed of faith is slowly blowing away