"Why's God Blue?"
When you wonder why's heaven cheating and hell robbing you.
What should you do?
Why is God so blue?
And then yellow sun breaks through.
Is it waning or merely feining.
Could it be raining?
Is life old or still new?
Is this why the birds fly to distant shores?
Or was it all made up below a floor in a trap door?
I ask you not to be like me.
Be free and try to see that distant sea.
She will try to be an illusion to which there is no conclusion.
But to be a delusion.
Part of somebody else's revolution.
Without a solution.
Part of the pollution.
By A.J. Weberman A.K.A. - Jon Billet
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