So you had a conversation with God.
Well what did the old man say?
Did he smile gently and promise
to take all your sorrows away?
Did he comfort you in your loneliness,
and take you in his arms?
Did he convince you that he would
protect you from worldly harm?
This world has grown cold,
and become far too unfair
to those of us upon it
who honestly do care.
They often say I lost the faith
in the spirits above.
That I care not anymore
of romance and love.
How untrue, these thoughts.
I still do hold on
to all of these silly beliefs
from which my sorrow is spawned.
In the most recent days, however,
it would apparently seem
the opposite occurrence,
These beliefs have lost faith in me.
I've never felt so lonely,
abandoned by myself.
I cannot look even inward
in my cry for help.
I tried to talk to God this night,
I tried to make him see.
But the Lord Allmighty, he made no response,
for he'd lost his faith in me.
So I ask you of you dear reader;
I do hate to put you on the spot.
But I have heard a rumor
that you've had a conversation with God.
Is it true, that you spoke with God?
Well just what did that old man say?
Did he smile gently and promise
to just take all those sorrows away?
Was he with you in your lonliness
and did he take you in his arms?
If you happen to speak to him again,
ask him please for life to spare me harm
and ask him why there is no fucking room left for me
to be wrapped up in his arms.