How true is this God I was taught to know
How well do I know Him and his wonderful humor?
I saw a God and it wasn't even in the image I had thought,
This one had a ponytail and eyes as brown as a night with stars under the moonlight
The one who lite a room like rainbows in the dessert,
Dizzy to focus, Dizzy to even take that one million dollar glance
At this.. This beast that is able to make everything seem like so less... So much,
The list of bed stories of a man who had tags enough to destroy the walls of Jericho,
Stranger in a stranger's bubble
So, a minute was all he had needed,
Brave enough to face the goddess with the courage of Simon and strength of David,
With nothing loose in this hazy world of ours,
He stood next to her like he was destined for her presence,
She glared at him the way Medusa would have,
Turning every emotion to stone, killing the man he was,
Well... This man that he had hoped to be,
Like Jews on their knees, he begged for his soul,
Soul ripped off and sold like gold on a beggars path.
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