The Answer (to your prayers)

Its more so an interesting tale than an actual belief

 

Recently I’ve been asking

Yes I too ask “why?”

Pleading to the heavens

I pray to god and cry

Last night he sent me something

That I have to share

But surely you won’t believe me

Oh no you wouldn’t dare

This something was an angel

And he sat upon my bed

This angel spoke in rhyme

And this is what he said

Life is baring down

Hell is creeping up

These margins they blur

As blood fills the cup

You see it in the hills

Four men riding horses

One behind the next

It’s too late to join forces

Thousands of times over

They’ve said it in the news

Everyone has heard it once

But it’s apathy you choose

The skies will bleed

With one billion voices

Everyone is pleading “why?”

But it was all your choices

Sickness then absence

Absence then war

Chaos in the streets

A blood bath galore

Death will ride next

Like nothing you’ve seen

Gray emptiness follows

His face unseen

Terrorists, rapists

And maniacs astray

Everyone is so surprised

But it happened every day

As the waters run with fire

And benzene rides the wind

God will point his finger down

And smite the ones who sinned

He will cure the cancer

Inflicted on this earth

He will find the answer

And that will be rebirth