From humanity’s infancy
We whispered a plea
Then came a hopeful howl

Crushed by the infinite
Beyond the grasp of reason
We cried out to the darkness

Stumbling babies
Longing for a father
Mumbling morons

The stars were there
But the night was bare
Father

Mercy a comforting delusion
Tenderness and purpose
Warm blankets

We wept for something
We never even had
For a father

Fear and tears
For the almighty being
The king of all those
Smitey things

In the night many thought
We heard him reply
We justified the lie
For a fake father figure
In the scary dark sky