On the day there is no starving,
I tell those who want to know,
On the day our prayers are answered
And peace is known the world 'round,
When the courts become unneeded
And children forget to fear,
When oppressors all are vanquished
And hate and greed rule no more,
When God decides to help the ones
Who need Him most of all,
Then on that day, I will believe
That He was always there.
And on that day, I will believe
That He has always cared.
But until that day, I will persist
In disbelief, for I believe
No God at all is better
Than one who helps a random few
And turns a deaf ear to the rest.
So until You help the needy,
I'm fine, God. Thank you, but no thanks.
September '00
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