I worry
About it all.
You know
Life, death, success, failure, joy, misery
For me
For you
For Him, her, them
I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
Like I'm off on a vacation divine in nature
At first its light but time takes it's toll
And not even my supposedly omnipotent self can handle
The pressures on and I crack
No diamonds will come from these coals
But why they ask? Can he not do it all?
Is he not the man he was before, the tall, the cool
The great, the extraordinary?
Was it not this man who we put on a pedestal?
He had all the answers without all the questions,
Someone high up had truly blessed him
So we flooded and flocked and fought
For his advice, true knowledge we sought
A father figure, Granddad even
His ability seemed to have no ceiling
But now where is he?
It is I, reluctantly I reply
It was I whom you placed up in the sky
Showered with gifts and love and affection
For I would solve all your afflictions
But soon it all became too much
Too fast, too soon
The pile drowned me
Submerged me in an abyss filled with despair
And of course, God can handle it
But I am only human
So all I can do is worry.