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I think God might Be a little prejudiced To divide the world Into many names of himself For once he asked me to Join him for a walk But said his name was Divinity? There was no mention Of this fellow called God Or why the Christian God Or Allah were particularly key? All Gods misrepresent nature Where there is injury, pardon And where there is doubt, faith Where there is despair, hope Where there is strife, unite You don’t need a God to do it But just a bit of goodness, humanity I think God might Be getting a little old For the pope to finally accept homosexuality? I think God is a bit of a buffoon Unless you can sow love, for hatred And show charity not only for your people Muslim, Jew, Hindu, Buddhist I think they all pray equally well Though even the anarchist and agnostic Hope for a better world than this! I think God might be a bit out of date Maybe it’s time to write a new book And call it scripture, call it holy To be understood, as to understand To seek to console, to be consoled To be loved, as to love It’s all really the same.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
Charity Doesn’t have a Banner
I think God might Be a little prejudiced To divide the world Into many names of himself For once he asked me to Join him for a walk But said his name was Divinity? There was no mention Of this fellow called God Or why the Christian God Or Allah were particularly key? All Gods misrepresent nature Where there is injury, pardon And where there is doubt, faith Where there is despair, hope Where there is strife, unite You don’t need a God to do it But just a bit of goodness, humanity I think God might Be getting a little old For the pope to finally accept homosexuality? I think God is a bit of a buffoon Unless you can sow love, for hatred And show charity not only for your people Muslim, Jew, Hindu, Buddhist I think they all pray equally well Though even the anarchist and agnostic Hope for a better world than this! I think God might be a bit out of date Maybe it’s time to write a new book And call it scripture, call it holy To be understood, as to understand To seek to console, to be consoled To be loved, as to love It’s all really the same.
wuji-shiu
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
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