God bless they say, even when you sneeze,
talking to air whilst you're down on your knees.
God he moves in mysterious ways,
cloven hooves cannot pass through the maze.
Go in peace, the Priest would say,
they can't release what they feel in the day.
God he sneaks in mysterious light,
pregnant at twelve in the heat of the night.
God has his reasons, God has his fans,
God made the seasons, God made the lands,
God is all present, God is your friend,
you are a peasant whose will is to bend.
God bless they say, I wish they would stop,
give your imaginary friends the chop.
God does not move, he does not exist,
but you know fans...they will persist.
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awsome!
Although I am a believer in God- This is brilliant!
I can understand your point of view and youve penned it really well Congrats
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SEAN!
Brilliant!!
Thankyouthankyouthankyou x769048 for such amazing poetry.
Stay sick.
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Thank you from the bottom of my blackened heart.
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Hahahaha! Now this one is just plain great! I had the question myself once, if God wanted to be born into this world, why'd he make his mom's life such a living hell? I mean, an unwed mother is the mother of God? C'mon. Thanks for making me think. Later, AG
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Muchos Gracias.
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Excellent
This is flawless. I loved it.
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that was so good!
i love it!It really shows how things work and how people think.I have my doubts on if there really is a power grater than us,so i understand what that feels like.
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Thanks...much appreciated.
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Great Title!
Although I believe in a higher power,,, this is still a very good write. I can however understand why many people don't believe anymore....
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