What if I could believed
all those impossible stories,
all those brilliant miracles,
majestic in their glories!
The proverbs
you teach your children,
the comfort of your gift.
What if it were true
that destinies were some how fixed?

Where is this place
where truth is hidden
for only the chosen few?
The gathering of angels,
the conversion to a Jew?
Where are your invisible deities,
the miracles of their love?
If they’re real, then no big deal
they can stop the wars
from above…

Sea of gold,
trees of knowledge and life,
a ****** heart
becomes god's wife.
Bowing down
forever more
before the judgmental
blood stained floor.
Answering questions like
did you support the war.
I'm afraid you'll need
to convince me more...