I know two men by that same name
One metaphorical and the other literal,
One visible and the other invisible.
The first one taught me to love the second one.
The second one taught me to respect the fist one.
The first one built the roof above
The second one watches from heaven above.
There was a time when the first one was lost
And the second one was only there to help.
There was another time when the first one
came back
And opened my eyes to the second one.
There was a time when the first one would hold my hand
And make me understand the love of the second one.
I felt truly loved, treasured and cared for
I never felt lonely till when....
The first one blended into the second one
And became a complicated mess.
How can I believe your assurances of the second one's love
When I see none of it in you?
How can I see His kindness
When I see a mountain of spite in you?
How can I see truth in His words
When to me your words are untrue?
How can I believe, when you say that He'll hear all my prayers
When you turn a deaf ear to my innocent pleas
to let me be me?
How can I believe in his forgiveness
When all you see is the wrong in me?
I wonder if there's any way
I can find my a place in my God's heart.
If I don't, I now know whom to blame,
Its me cos in my eyes both of them were one.
