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Where Are You, Mein Gott
A poem about the existence of God. Mentioned honorably in Break the Chains.
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Where are you, mein Gott?
I walk and see pain, I walk and see dark.
I see a crying orphan and wailing child,
I see hopeless wanderers and wild despair.

Where are you, mein Gott?
I think and feel trust, I think and feel false.
I feel the naivete and the rampant corrupt,
I feel the wish for trust and distrust.

Where are you, mein Gott?
I run and find insane, I run and find order.
I find ones demented, I find the rational,
I find the too sane, I find the good tyrants.

Where are you, mein Gott?
I live and live death, I live and live life.
I live and kill myself, I live my own death,
I live for me and myself, I live for others.

Where are you, mein Gott?
I wish and get consistent, I wish and get chaos.
I get a world of contrast, awash in light and shadow.
I get a place where no God lives.

Where are you Gott?

There you are, mein Gott.
I walk and see a family together, I walk and see hardship.
I see the smile on a widow’s face, overshadowed by love.
I see the smile on a child with no reason to smile.

There you are, mein Gott.
I think and feel the love, I think and feel its hatred.
I feel the love of a man for whom it is a burden.
I feel the hatred of the ones who won’t find themselves.

There you are, mein Gott.
I run and find insanity, I run and find the merry.
I find the ones without reason, for whom life makes sense.
I find the crazy ones, who manage to live their own lives.

There you are, mein Gott.
I live and live in shadow, I live and live in light.
I lived without the light, in a place of logic and thought.
I live without the shadow, in a place where life is meant.

There you are, mein Gott.
I wish and get nothing, I wish and get all.
I wish to see you, and am granted nothing.
I wish to see you, and I open my eyes.

There you are, God.

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