The Clouds Above

God, with reigns over the hills and valleys, created all of earth

knowingly cursing me to the knowledge of my worth

He said "Son, trust me, for I control the Sun"

I said "Father, leave me be, for I can quickly run"

Now I think upon myself, what if I stayed in his temple of love;

to be trapped in the Marble mountain of the vaulted skies above.

Would I know truth, justice, peace, respect?

or would I live solitude, loneliness, fear, and neglect.

One cannot say, for neither can truly I

I suppose mankind will have to wait

searching the empty sky.