This God you keep trying to ram down my throat,
Where was he when the iceberg sank the boat?
And through thousands of years of history,
Never once was there anything that he,
Ever did to change a thing,
Nor did choirs of angels ever sing,
To help mankind when the need was great,
For his first intervention we all still wait,
And worldwide, victims still starve and bleed,
But the invisible one stays invisible indeed!
Tom Higgins 06/08/2012
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