and on the last day god said...
I see it on TV,
All those people saved,
Lives Turned into a fairy tale,
Look at how they make them look,
All over the magazines,
"Jesus Saves"
"but If God Loves Me"
Some times I Lie awake at night,
I stare and wonder,
Is he real?
Behind closed doors i scream,
Is god like me?
Does he hurt like a human being
Is he real?
Can he love and hate like the rest of us...
When the Bible Closes,
Gets put back on the shelf,
Is he still watching over his children?
Are his children perfect?
Do they get everything they want?
Or do cry at night,
Asking why did she leave,
Some times I Lie awake at night,
I stare and wonder,
Is he real?
Behind closed doors i scream,
Is god like me?
Does he hurt like a human being
Is he real?
Can he love and hate like the rest of us...
When london was bombed,
Did god turn his head away,
Or did he watch in dismay,
When we said bye to the Twin towers,
Did he cry with families,
Or celebrate with the killers...
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I'm not blind, I believe in you.
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