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Sadist God
If there is a divine creator, I'd like to have some words
And ask him why some people's lives are cut in halves or thirds
Or even less, while some are blessed
Why our prayers go unaddressed
Why are our days filled with unrest?
I think this needs to be assessed
What are you doing
While anger is brewing
And hatred is spewing
What show are you viewing?
Take a look at our streets
Is this the vision you had?
All the people in need
Can't you help just a tad?
You ignore all our pleas
Can't you see why I'm so mad?
Our resources deplete
As our world's gaining heat
And our pedophile elite
Are comfortable in their seats
Yet you remain silent
Despite all the violence
If we were made in your likeness
Does that mean that you like this?
You killed your own son
Maybe that was a hint
You're a sadistic one
We should've read the fine print
Of the bible
I'm sure it says you're not liable
We should've known since days tribal
Your leadership is not viable
Children starving
You've been discarding
Innocents raped
You sit and wait
Perhaps it sates
And you lick the plate
People taken as slaves
By you, they won't be saved
Murder overlooked
You let killers off the hook
Torture is prolonged
You act like you've seen no wrong
I'm so angry as I write this
To this world I don't belong
Like an angel flightless
I've no desire to join your throngs
If I was rendered lifeless
Still, I wouldn't sing your songs
You are deserving of no praise
Because hell's already been raised
It would take more than seven days
To clean this mess that you have made
Just dim the lights
You might as well
Eternal night
Is where you should dwell
You are the true deceiver
The woolly eyed believers
Have no clue they've met the reaper
Their souls slipping ever steeper
On you, so many have relied
So many have been denied
I will always defy you
Never deify you
It wouldn't take much to decide
To commit deicide
And ask him why some people's lives are cut in halves or thirds
Or even less, while some are blessed
Why our prayers go unaddressed
Why are our days filled with unrest?
I think this needs to be assessed
What are you doing
While anger is brewing
And hatred is spewing
What show are you viewing?
Take a look at our streets
Is this the vision you had?
All the people in need
Can't you help just a tad?
You ignore all our pleas
Can't you see why I'm so mad?
Our resources deplete
As our world's gaining heat
And our pedophile elite
Are comfortable in their seats
Yet you remain silent
Despite all the violence
If we were made in your likeness
Does that mean that you like this?
You killed your own son
Maybe that was a hint
You're a sadistic one
We should've read the fine print
Of the bible
I'm sure it says you're not liable
We should've known since days tribal
Your leadership is not viable
Children starving
You've been discarding
Innocents raped
You sit and wait
Perhaps it sates
And you lick the plate
People taken as slaves
By you, they won't be saved
Murder overlooked
You let killers off the hook
Torture is prolonged
You act like you've seen no wrong
I'm so angry as I write this
To this world I don't belong
Like an angel flightless
I've no desire to join your throngs
If I was rendered lifeless
Still, I wouldn't sing your songs
You are deserving of no praise
Because hell's already been raised
It would take more than seven days
To clean this mess that you have made
Just dim the lights
You might as well
Eternal night
Is where you should dwell
You are the true deceiver
The woolly eyed believers
Have no clue they've met the reaper
Their souls slipping ever steeper
On you, so many have relied
So many have been denied
I will always defy you
Never deify you
It wouldn't take much to decide
To commit deicide
Published 15th Jun 2020
| Edited 1st Jan 2025
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