I woke up to realization,
This life is a joke,
There's god on his throne:
"OH! There, I feel like I'll have to taketh-away,
Let's go burn down some foster home!"
But let's face it, I'm an "idiot," I haven't seen
The light, can't tell if it's day or night,
This universe is there for us or so they say,
But in the end I'm just too foolish to understand,
Meaning is finding value in what life is SO GRAND,
Why is love dashed upon the rocks and left to cry?
Did someone send us all a post-card from the sun,
Perhaps with a reason why the criminal just won't die,
Even when innocent life simply must go on it can't,
We've got value, we are not just "human ants...!"

*OR ARE WE?