Mysterious?

The time when it ends

is a confusing one, 

A time of fear and acknowledgement.

Indecisiveness, not knowing,

only hoping. 

To some, they think they know.

Because of god. 

The big man that works in mysterious ways.

Mysterious ways?

yeah okay.

Tell me then,

How mysterious is it that my uncle died from testicular cancer?

How mysterious is it that both of my brothers are dead?

Or what about my friends best friend dying from cancer

before he reached 21?

Oh I guess it was their time right?

Why was that?

Why was it their time but some dude named Jonah

was allowed to survive three days in a whale?

And how come you never talk anymore?

What, you become anti-social 

in this new age of society?

You acquire some new phobias

or are you too busy being mysterious?

People constantly saying you're bringing us miracles,

well I guess you only visit certain families.

Oh yeah you can't heal everyone.

You're god. 

You can do what you want.

Start a flood, set us ablaze

bring us rainbows, and cure aids. 

The problem is you're too busy laying low.

Not proving anything.

Forcing some of us to question,

which we then get penalized for.

"Should have kept your faith."

What faith? 

The faith you'll maybe drop some support

so we don't kill ourselves?

Oh but if we read a book, 

by the people you cared enough about to talk to,

we'll understand your mysterious ways.

That makes perfect sense. 

It's almost like it should have been called 

Understanding god 101 rather than The Bible.

It's not mysterious.

It's life. 

And sometimes people are required to read some fables

to feel better about their outcomes. 

But at the end of the day fables remain fables,

not something you build an entire organization around. 

You don't see people worshiping ants and grasshoppers,

so the real mystery is what made you so special?