every night (this story is true).
Hands clasped together, I would try, oh, I'd try
to get the slightest, smallest semblence of a reply.
Finally, while begging for forgiveness from sin
your answer came to me, but it came from within:
So Dear God, if you are there,
I just would like, for you to be aware,
You've lost one. Another child has gone astray
Maybe you'll drag him back to you, someday
But for now he's going to be free.
Such a thing, no worshiper will ever be.
Dear God, if you think its a sin to commit masturbation,
or [Leviticus 18:22] Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination.
And if you're going to be the excuse for every warring nation
And causing the browns, the blacks, the whites, overbearing alienation
Then go back to Hell, where you belong.
Or at least, do one single thing about this song.
Or save the 14,000 children who every day
die of starvation with no sins for which to pay.
Or give me something to fill up this hole
because, God damn it, I just can't find my soul
Or maybe explain to me about Evolution
and how "Gott mitt uns" led to Hitler's Final Solution
Or why Mohammed was the "last and greatest prophet"
But winding up with the sinners as the only ones who profit?
Or if Heaven is so magnificent and beautiful
Why was the Crucifixion such a big goddamned deal?
Can you explain why you take away Life, your "greatest gift"
And can you create a rock that's too heavy for you to lift?
And why have you been around forever but never been shown
Are you too afraid to let your real appearance be known?
Maybe you're just ugly and a puny old shrimp
With nasty fang-like teeth and a horrible gimp
Or maybe its because one of your eyes is a dud
Or maybe, just maybe, because of all of the blood
that flows over your hands like a torrential red river
This is the best we can expect from The Greatest Giver?
So, go back into your little book, where you belong.
You sure don't exist anywhere else. Prove me wrong.
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
very kool i love your poem. you should read mine its called why and i am sorry i am competing aginst your briliant write 
great letter to god there though!
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