"Is there a God?" And he reasons,
If He is there, can we know it?
If we knew it, surely we can't prove it
Why repent? I will live as I see fit
He slumbers and sleeps and he awakes
To the sorrows that which life brings
Is there a God? he posits
On what else can I blame this
This anomaly, an aberration of reality
And the reality of his nightmare
Forces him to contemplate things rare
Eclipsed by desire he fails the required
Ingratiating his baser self he fears
Is there a God? I would that He disappear
Holed up in a fox hole, he cries for help
To a 'nonexistent' God "If you are there.."
"I am in depths of despair, Please hear my prayer"