FORTY DAYS By Tom Jensen
God stands above you…
And you see he holds the reigns
Even HE doesn’t love you…
So He says, “Let it rain!”
You held the power…to relieve pain
You held the power…to heal the lame
You held the power…to create change
You held the power…yet you abstained
So for forty days and for forty nights
God got real angry and I can see why
He began to hellfire and brimstone
Everyone and everything in sight
He left everyone here
Swimming around
With smoke in their eyes
From all the sh*t that he hurled down
Blacking the sun
So now we have no light
As the water is getting cold
And it’s turning into ice
I thought I’d get to live
Another fifty years
Really thought I was loved
But now it seems God doesn’t care
Thought I heard a cry for help
But it’s really hard to hear
Oh, it’s just another kid crying
Her eyes filled with smoke and tears
Ah, that’s better…
Now I don’t hear her anymore
Seems that little kid just sunk
To the bottom of the ocean floor
Now I’m sure a lot of you
Are thinking that life’s not fair
Think of the bright side:
She’ll have a lot of friends to play with down there….