I played God today to a little fly
Left him in the sink and let him die
I could have opened the window wide
And allowed him fly to the air outside
I took his life without a care
And now the guilt is more than I can bear
Does God feel guilty when we die?
Because He never explains the reason why
He says He’ll take us to Heaven above
But I’m happy here surrounded by love
If He’d even guarantee a place
But I’m tired of trying to be full of grace.
Days come and days go
And there are days I’m sure I’m going below
So God when you see that I’m close to harm
Won’t you lift me up in your loving arms
And leave me here just a little bit longer
‘Til my place is secure and my faith is stronger.
(c) Eithne Reynolds