God's Love

Striking at mental apparitions

Like a drunk on a vacant street

Silently beset by the hands of time

indelicate in its fury

An aberrant crack as skeletons yield

To unrelenting gravity

While viruses prowl for helpless victims

Who succumb rapidly

(Tell me!) Tell me; where is the love?

In a careless creation?

When there's no above

There's no justice

Just a cause and no cure

And a bounty of suffering

It seems we all endure

And what I'm frightened of

Is that they call it God's love

twisted torment make believe

There's a truth and we all submit

Believe my eyes, my brain complies

To all that they interpret

I know there's no reason for alarm

But who needs perspective when it comes to pain and harm?

We can change our minds; there's a better prize

But first you've got to

They call it God's love

My pain is God's love