When I finally walked into God, I found out he was a mute
That God of the holocaust who heaps silent blessing on us all?
The clear stalk light, of this revelation
Leaves me icy cold to my heart
No, No that cannot be, there has to be more
You can't do much with wisdom on its own
Every thing is as it is
Man with out a God, oh dear!
Scramble, stumble, and clutch that straw
Revelation salvation a crutch or what?
Well now, so much for the mysteries of this life
Weaving ancient myths into our thinking used to work
Hold on tight this debate just got real
Darwin that villain of evil intent
Playing at being God, showing Evolution holds the aces after all
Oh! bright eyes wake up, this is planet earth after all
Nothing sacred or sure
Undaunted I stand, God is real
How so? You may ask
I feel it in my Gut, I say
My heart is the surest thing I know and that's were God is right now
Illogical yet true
My perception is all I need to show me how
God's finger prints are in all things that exist
The tools are with us all
Eye's that see when they are shut [imagination]
Ears that can hear when there is no audible sound to hear [intuition]
The sounds of silence that shout louder than any sound could ever do [telepathy]
That's your Gut at work, in you
That's the universal life reaching you through your senses
Penetrating effective energy that turns up as life it's self
Free will demands that God to be a mute.
If not what then is the point to free will?
You cannot cut it both ways
Random is our lot, impersonal yet never vengeful
