If God was a poet he'd write about his feelings
About how for the longest time he felt lonely
All alone in the fabric of time and space
Nobody to share his days with

If God was a poet he'd write about his immortality
About how he's destined to never die
For him that day is never coming
To him maybe it feels like a curse

If God was a poet he'd write about death
About all the carcasses and corpses
He won't do a thing about it
He understands that part of the journey is the end

If God was a poet he'd write about love
How two random strangers come to be inseparable
One feeling he/she cant be without the other
But the purest love he'd say comes from a mother