I wrote a letter to God
On a lonely Tuesday evening
My heart I signed on it
With faith and smoke it flew.

I got a  dove of laughter
After a smote from the rich grey beared
The skies eyes turns red as if to fight
And the rain drenched me.

He has eagle eyes and long hands
Like a shepherd to his sheep’s
Even if we experience open sore of faith
God is not evil.