You believe you have a personal relationship
with your God?
Well, so do I.
You think he tells you how to live your life?
Well, so does mine.
The things your God says are wrong,
my God thinks are fine.
The punishments that make your God strong,
would make mine seem less divine.
Keep your God where it belongs,
In the temple of your mind.
We’ll each get to sing our song
At death; just give it time.
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