The Problem of Evil

"Master of the Universe, You declare me guilty? Guilty, me? Guilty of what? Of having been caught? Imagine a thief apprehended in a forbidden garden; he could tell the watchman: My job is to steal and yours is to prevent me from stealing; if I succeeded in entering the garden, whose fault is that? You are the watchman of the world. If You did not wish me to kill my brother, why did You not intervene?" said Cain.

With Every Day

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With Every Day

I had a dream when I was only 9
I'd be a pitcher for the Braves
And they'd pull me from the bullpen
Every time they need a save
But that all changed
When I discovered I
I couldn't throw a strike to save my life
And now the only save i make is in my wallet every night.

i had a dream when i was 17
i'd be a rockstar and i'd know
what the women taste like
in every city that i'd go
But that all changed
When I woke up one day
And found I lost my voice
Now I write shitty poetry
'cause it's my only choice.

I had a dream when I turned 21
I'd finally see the end
Of everything I'm supposed to want
And a big and comfortable bed
But it's a lie.
I only made it up and left it in my head
So I could feel A little better
With every day I wasn't dead.