Will you pray for others?
Will you pray for the opposition?
Will you pray for every soldier who fights
On your behalf?
Eight million soldiers will die for you.
Though your trepidation
That the man you love
Lives another day
As he fights
For the liberation of his country.
For the liberation of yourself.
Strident and evident your message appears.
I hear your voice for the first ever time.
As the man you pray for
Slaughters a soldier
Not dissimilar to himself.
He shoots a man
Towards the shameful earth
Upon which he once fought so intrepidly.
He dies for the liberation of his country
As he cries in indefensible pain.
Not you or your lover
Know this soldier.
Your lover knows of none of his faults,
His sins or offences.
I know everything.
I know of every offence
Committed by every Human being
Who lives and fights upon my shameful earth.
And now I hear his aching cry
As your lover shoots him tactlessly
I hear his prayers in desperation,
In the final minutes of his life.
You plead I watch
Over your lover.
You plead I ensure
He never falls towards the
To ensure that he never cries
In unforgivable pain,
And to ensure no blood from his wounds
Will ever escape his skin.
And you plead to me
That I close my eyes to the soldier he shoots.
To allow his blood escape his wounds
As he cries in inexcusable pain.
Because that man
Has no one back home to pray for him.
As no one has ever loved him quite as much
As you love your man.
Someone must die.
So as you pray for him,
Do you pray for every heroic soldier
Who fights so courageously
For the liberation of your country?
For the liberation of yourself?
For every soldier who cries
As he falls upon the shameful earth,
On which you walk upon so heedlessly.
And allow every soldier to cry as he endures Inexcusable pain
And his blood escapes his wounds.
You know not of these soldiers.
You know of only one.
Sixty-five million men I watch over.
And I know each one by name.
I know every man and every woman
Who took just five minutes each day
To thank me for everything
I have ever given them.
And I know of every man
And every woman
Who have overlooked me
Until this day.
And they actually need me.
All of a sudden
I hear the voice
Of every human on this earth.
Voices I have never heard before this day.
Do you pray for them?
Do you pray for their lovers?
As the blood streams from their skin.
You pray for yourself
To ensure your man comes home
After I allow eight million soldiers to die
In inexcusable pain.
But you need not worry.
As long as your man
Returns to you
To keep you warm
As you sleep
As he holds you and protects you.
And you no longer require me.
Will I ever hear your voice again
Once I save the one you love?
Or will my services
No longer be required?
Well I am sorry,
But I am everyone’s God.
I am always here,
Even through times
Where there be no war or crisis.
I watch over everyone
As best as I can,
But I make no promises
I am not the God of the Gaps.
You may forget,
But I am always your God.
My Kingdom come,
I will be done,
On earth as in heaven
I lead you from temptation,
But deliver you from evil.
For the kingdom, the power and the glory are Mine.
Now and forever.