God has come to care less and less for his creation gone amuck. |
-Meant To Feel The Pain- by Keaton Foster From up there Beyond deception Past all interference The cruelest of bastard Controls each one of us The masses From his ivory tower Up there He lends judgment His kindness Pale in comparison To his unmitigated Relentlessness All that he is And all that he’s not Comes down upon us Mere mortals Feeble receptacles Taking in What he is giving Saying it’s a blessing All the while knowing There is no such thing We have been left here To our own defenses Survival is such bliss We’ll do what it takes At the detriment of ourselves And all of human kind We are meant to feel the pain Deep inside and out In the pit of our hearts In the prison of our mind In that place Where nothing grows In that hole Where only an end is home Between the fear of faith And the realization That we are just animals Advanced thinkers Attune to surviving At least for a time Suffering in kind Via his design Per his divine right Callous are the hands Of those who refuse Fending off everyone else Has left them beyond bruised Seen as outcast By those doomed Shunned by a society of fools Eager are the believers Praying to the sky Taking in nothing Assuming everything We are meant to feel the pain The universal plight Of every being in sight Those so saved And those so lost God cares less than us That bastard above Has his thumb upon our spine Pushing harder With each sound Some of us know Because by him at times An extra effort is shown He makes us suffer more Than any other before He wants to teach us To show us a firsthand lesson One that we will never forget One that we will always share As part of his plan Faith is nothing without challenge Nothing without those brave few To stand in defiance Of What all else See without question As absolute… We Are Meant To Feel The Pain Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |