The Grand Inquisitor Ii: Roots & Locusts by Ocean
It is not for us to resolve things
That are not of this world.
A world with God would be
Even more disturbing than a universe without Him.
For if He tolerates atrocities,
If he condones such cruelty,
Who would want to worship such a maker anyway?
They locked her up for thirty days
In a dark room under the roof.
They broke her will with the cane --
She'll remember everything.
You are trying to save me,
But, perhaps, I am not lost.
It is not your love that I do not accept;
It's this world of God's, created by God, that I cannot agree to accept.
I've dragged myself onto the ocean,
And stared all night into the sky.
The only lives I saw were far below me:
Black waters, full of life.
I, too, lived on roots and locusts.
I, too, have been in the wilderness.
I, too, was striving
To stand among the elect,
Among the strong and powerful.
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