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From: Send Carobit Mail mac On: 2007/02/21 23:40:29
sometimes i think god must forget i exist,
but then there are times when i learn of It's fist.
whenever my income is going to peak,
is when i can count on my rooftop to leak.

and just when my taxes are soon coming back,
my car's heater core has developed a crack.
"double-time pay" on my birthday is a treat,
and then our old furnace decides it won't heat.

the stock market just can't be trusted at all,
the one i had bet on just died in a fall,
and the ceo's wife, the gorgeous young blond,
shows off her bikini, beside his big pond.

i'll bet on the horses that just cannot lose,
but then i will learn that the race is a ruse.
my lottery ticket gets washed in my clothes,
when my numbers are picked; that's just how it goes.

i'm amazed how it works, after all these years.
it gives one good cause to give in to one's fears
that our God is not dead, as Nietzsche declared,
It's headstrong on messing with how i have fared.

through good times and bad times, It's never been seen,
'til all of a sudden, i'm whacked on the bean!
i'm taught to revere it; the Church rings the bell.
"come one and come all, lest you're going to heck"
(my mom said "don't say it, you never can tell").

so here i am praying i'm ignored again,
It forgets i'm alive, i never have been.
that creation's even more hectic today,
and God's way too busy to get in my way.

for planning and plodding and working is fine;
i'm learning the nature of rhythm and rhyme.
they seem to reward those who steal and covert,
and good guys who honor are those who get hurt.

so all that i ask of this Heavenly Host,
to act like i'm missing, my body and ghost.
ignore my existance, procede with Its plan
and just to forget me; i'm simply a man.

i'm sure that the heavens are larger than life.
please let me to live it without all this strife.
i really will thank It when time is at hand,
'til then, won't it let me just flow with the sand?
From: Send Carobit Mail mac On: 2007/02/21 23:44:21
ok, good night.
From: Send Carobit Mail mac On: 2007/02/22 08:14:54
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