God

-God-
by
Keaton Foster



God
What do you do
Are you true
Do you care
How do you dare
Are you up there
High
Beyond those clouds
Beyond this reality
Will I ever really know
Will it make any difference
Frightening isn’t it
My heart beats
These lungs breathe
This tortured mind
Is far beyond free
Free of you that is
God
Do you understand
Could you ever
Am I just one
Or am I closer to none
What an idea
Being less then
The least possible
Will you punish me
Correction
Will you do it again
Will you judge me
Of course you will
Expecting less is a fool’s game
God
Be careful who you point
That crooked finger at
Killer be kind
Should be your motto
You should scream it from above
Rain it down upon your kind
Let them know
That you mean only business
Your terms, unbreakable
Your self-imposed rights
Undeniable and unquestionable
There is no pathway
With regard to reproach
Untouchable and then some
God
As always
Kick ass and take names
Keep a detailed list
Who will be dammed
And who is not
God
Are you aware
Is all that is being said
Clear
Do you know what to do
And are you prepared to do it
Or are you like me
A lost wolf amongst sheep
Someday before too long
Instead of being lost
We might seek direction
And once it is given
We will bite the hand
Of the ones that gave it
God
Is that where you are
Or should I ask
Who you are…


God
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013