Object of faith

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Oh God,
You’re sick…
You’re leaving us…
You've got no power over minds…
Not anymore…
And church has failed…
It is in flame… of disbelief…
Oh, such a shame…

Dear God,
You’re weak…
We’re nonbelievers here,
So as this age… it really is…
Now fall…
And beg, and try to please…

You need our faith,
You need our love,
You need us.
You!.. The mighty God…

Oh God…
Mind's made you,
Human being…
And so you’re dying…
...please me – scream…