Tell Me
Why do the people no longer smile?
Why do the people carry riffles?
Why do the people hurt one another?
Tell me.
Tell me.
Why are the children abused?
Whay are the old forgotten?
Why are the dreams prohibited?
Tell me?
Tell me God I really want to know.
Why must you now, no longer hear,
When there might be one, who might pray?
Tell me God I really want to know.
Where do you hide all of the truth,
When there might be one who'd know it all?
Tell me
Why do the heavens no longer cry?
Why do the rivers no longer sing?
Why have you left us alone?
Tell me
Tell me
Why are the hands no longer working?
Why are the beggers in the street?
Why must we build radioactive bombs?
Tell me
Tell me God I really want to know.
Why must you now, no longer hear,
When there might be one, who might pray?
Tell me God I really want to know.
Where do you hide all of the truth,
When there might be one who'd know it all?
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hahahahhahahaah.....rotfl
^^^good poem^^^ some experience-based answers, if you dont mind.
A: God is there, and still listens.
B: Why? People are fools.
C: It has to be this way to bring about Armageddon and the end of humanity.
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Sent from heaven to raise some hell.
To bring about Armageddon?? Well ya I can see where you're coming from there. And yeah people are fools. "People are stupid; they will believe anything they think or believe to be true" (from a book by Terry Goodkind)
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haha yup! or , in the words of the immortal tommy lee jones, aka "K"
" A person is smart! People are dumb, stupid panicky animals and you know it!" ahha!
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Sent from heaven to raise some hell.
I gave you, I gave you my smile, my hour of love,
My days of sun, my April blue skies.
I gave you my heat, my flower, I gave you my pain.
I gave you my truth myself, I gave you what was.
And you did go. May you be happy. You will forget, of what I was.
And I in my window will watch the sunrise dress up in grey.
I offered you, the skin off my hands. My best time
my humble corner, my nights without you.
My life and my freedom, and a little of love.
The littl that I had, my love, the little I had.
And you did go. May you be happy. You will forget, of what I was.
And I in my window will watch the sunrise dress up in grey.
I gave you, the light in my eyes. My sweet hours.
My bitterst time, my own breathing.
The light of my morning, my fireplace and home.
The song of my sparrow, and a little of bread.
And you did go. May you be happy. You will forget, of what I was.
And I in my window will watch the sunrise dress up in grey.
How about giving us all a break? Reading that ^ was like ingesting cardboard dipped in glue and sprinkled with tissue paper. Please try to be a little more original next time...Thanks.
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You aren't suppose to be here. You know I could have you banned, and how it is so tempting, but out of good gesture and respectfulness, let alone fatigue, I will let you leave with what ever dignity you have left. Besides I wouldn't want to embarress you like the last time we clashed...
Please do not 'have (me) banned'(sic), oh Prince! I know, in your infinite power, it must be tempting! You're too kind...You're too kind! Thank you so much for your 'good gesture and respectfulness'(sic)! Please do not 'embarress'(sic) me like last time...PLEASE! I was only joking about your mundane poem, it's really quite atrocious.
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OBLH why do insist on trying to make people feel bad?? Well the key word there is TRYING cuz nobody cares at all about what you have to say. So why do you even try???