A Letter to "God"
By: Cry [1st & Last]
Jonathon [2nd]
Okay, so...
Today, my Zune plays while I'm crossing the street,
and I'm thinking about what's ungodly to me..
because I want to believe, but He repels my offer,
I was baptized and it just felt like water..
then I try to sell my author; make Him something to need
but I don't believe what's under the cover to read!
and I discovered it means: "the sacred writings of any religion"
so man can turn paper to "bible" with any pen he dips in it?
and with so many men definite; like Buddah, Allah, Zeus -
which one's supreme? it's just too much for all of you,
too much to follow through and give all the spark in me,
I almost believe they all exist.. but as men like Martin King,
again, that part; it screams
in my heart it's nothing to me, but
Gahndi did the same things and he wasn't Jesus!
and I need this, need to know there's something better,
God, my mind's cold, so throw it a fucking sweater..
now my face is blushing; redder, at fault because of my slander,
but I will not apologize, I'll just crawl under a lantern -
and that's all it is after; laughter, light jokes with no marks,
like the unreligious praying to find hope with no heart,
if you exist, why's it so hard to just prove that it's true?
stop believing in us and we'll do that to you.
Dear god: from now on, we won't capitalize your name,
we'll bastardize your fame and irrationalize your ways..
blacken the sky to grey and go walkin' through your spot,
'cause my living's the same whether I talk to you or not.
What god? Is he really there to talk to you?
& if he's just ignoring me here's what I aught to do.
Spread the word of my beliefs, for you I have no grief
Where was your comfort when I tried coping with sleep?
Did you watch over me? No, you're ghost.
Here's questions that are obvious to many
because of his actions, most have yet to notice any.
And this thing with 'holy spirit', I'd just drink it up
Get me drunk, 'cause the everyday pains make me think enough.
Yet, you aren't sold in a liquor store -
nor do you make my bed or fix my matrice floor boards.
Once I prayed for weeks & continued to be ignored.
Patience? If someone had that much they'd safely be adored,
I know people praying for riches and still laying poor...
Dear god: from now on, we won't capitalize your name
we'll bastardize your fame and irrationalize your ways..
blacken the sky to grey and go walkin' through your spot,
'cause my living's the same whether I talk to you or not.
My Mom's dead, my Grandpa and Grandma's gone..
and I could go on screamin' for HALF those lost!
I had no pops.. where were you to convince him
to stay with his kid, to put him to bed and then kiss him?
to get him part of his wish list for Christmas..
dress up like St. Nick and wake him up as a witness?
with you there's no winnin'.. you're only a bird to the shellfish,
while I'm cursed; lonely and hurt to the helpless,
worth what a burn up in hell is, so it's time to break off; adieu!
I'm through, got no time for forever and a day long fueds,
or to wait on you to abandon habbits you build,
Jesus Christ.. capitalized - another man that you killed.
Dear god: from now on, we won't capitalize your name
we'll bastardize your fame and irrationalize your ways..
blacken the sky to grey and go walkin' through your spot,
'cause my living's the same whether I talk to you or not.
"I use to pray to him lots.. but now I pray FOR a god."