House of God
So, this is the house of God
Another one, eh?
How many houses do you need?
I thought you lived in Mount Sion
Or sat on your throne in the kingdom of Heaven
But here I am in your ‘house’
Where are you?
I’ve been and called for you loads of times
But you are never in
Look, I know you are busy,
but I think you are taking the piss now
Even your Son seems to avoid me
So I’m sat here on your cold tiled floor
(What no carpets?)
I took my shoes off
I know you like that
If this was my house I might fix those loose tiles
There’s a creaking board over there too
And, just look at those cobwebs
I heard that once you were always here
Now you only pop in for an hour of a Sunday
Holiday home is it?
Why don’t you just sell up; retire.
You could feed your flock then
You’ve got too many starving sheep for my liking
Not a very good shepherd, are you?
A sign on the wall says,
‘Who have you forgiven today?’
Well, I forgive you God
I forgive you, for abandoning us all to Hell
Hope you are well.
Did you get the Christmas card I sent?
You never sent one back
Is it the stamps you lack?
Or are you just too lazy to write back?
I sit here looking at your fineries
I put a penny in the box for the fabrics
And another one for the church roof
Where’s the box for the poor?
Don’t you love them anymore?
Now your Son is rich and famous has he forgot his roots?
There’s a lot of marble in here too,
But you seem to have misplaced yours
To believe that we believe in you
When it seems that you don’t believe in us anymore
Look! I don’t want to make a fuss
So I will leave now
So sorry, I forgot to bow.
P.S. You really need to repoint those walls before your whole house crumbles