A [very sappy] Poem.

some people said that God is a fraud
or a dirty old man who likes to see us hurt
and some people say that the point of life
is to end up buried in the dirt
with no soul or spirit, just decaying tissue
inert

well, i say that if it's all about sex in the end
then we should all just go get laid right now
and when we're done lift a gun to our brow
and end it before we have a chance to hurt
because there's no point getting hurt if our only repayment is the dark

thank God i don't see the world that way
thank the Lord i think there's a reason for the day
life is better when death only cuts open the body
and lets out the soul
for when you peel the flesh away, each person then is a little more whole
until our Father puts them back together again
point at wars and death, i'll still say He's our friend

and how can you say there's no point to life
when you look at the love between a husband and wife
who were really meant for each other
and no other
just each other

a rhyming poem is a crappy medium
to explain myself and why i feel this way
intoxicated with emotion, i can only jot down poems and wait for the day
that my waiting will be justified
and my longing will be satisfied
and i will take you deep inside
and never let you go