There is a God
who lives in the skies.
He always has his lights on
but we turn our lights off whenever.
Lights on or lights off,
He always sees us.
*Lights off*
Pounding hearts, pacing mind
Tapping feet and darting eyes.
In these moments, we do not see him.
Our bleak vision and reluctant desire
make our brain crickets chirp louder
but he is always there, in the midst of it all.
