Lost and searching
The plateau a stones throw
No footprints to follow
Your calls ring hollow
Adrift in an ocean of loathing
With no rudder to steer your way
And no anchor for purchase
No one to stand beside
No one to hide behind
Apparently I can lead you to water
But I can’t make you think
Eyes sealed and don’t blink
For the talons in your back
And the hands at your throat
God forbid you to act
This house of cards is stacked
You wage a war
That can’t be won
Almost too far to be undone
Easy for anyone to see
It’s your own ideas
That keep you sick and weak
And jailed without question
Get a clue, your God is killing you