A Problem Yet To Be Solved

God created man in his own image
 But ever since the fall of man
 Man is but a sinner who must do penance
 That is what God's servants say
 A true believer was hit by misfortune
 Although he had a sinless life
 Can this be the will of an Almighty God?
 Clouded skies are reflecting his state of mind
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 Storm rages above him in the dead of night
 But also in his heart
 His strength and will have failed him, and he's beginning to doubt
 Those were even features of a higher might
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 Inside, he feels emptiness
 Might reflect a void in Heaven
 And the absence of God
 Devoid of content is the word of God
 Serves no purpose in conformity with his life
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 As all prosperity has been washed away
 And no support is to be accounted for
 From the good souls he feels named and alone
 As there's no one to answer his prayers
 No angels, no intervention divine
 Would save him should he fall
 All hope is lost, but now he dares not believe
 Or live in the lie that used to be his shield
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 If the meaning of life to honor and live for God
 Proves to be a lie, what's there to live for?
 I deny that there ever was a God
 Or a meaning of life other than reproduction
 The rest is up to each and every one of us
 To seek or create
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 Scourge of the philosopher
 Can there be a God if this world is a failure?
 The problem is old, but yet to be solved
 So if there ever was a God
 He's either dead, powerless, or a sadist
 Only thing to know for sure
 He's unworthy of our worship