The rain comes down
sheets of God's tears...
Gets worse and worse
with each and every year.
Why did he die
for these people down here...
they deny him and laugh
at the promise he is near...
Why does he give us
a sunrise again -
doesn't he see
how they always mock him...
Why does he let
us live on and on -
maybe this world would
be better if we're gone...
The tragedies would end
and the violence would cease -
and the stars could shine
down on a world of true peace.
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