From God

This is a letter to a man named Bart.

Sir, I've seen your conviction and your plan for K's eviction

But when I look on your heart and smell your meth farts

I must tell you what..

This is your story that reads clear.

Even though you have chosen to rebel against my will

My promise to you I will commandeer still.

Because the future is just not for you

But it's for those in my will too 

Who pray for you to repent

Yet not know that patience is the key

That will open your blinded eyes to see

All that I have for the world is in my hands

And why I've entrusted those to you

Goes beyond what your feeble hands can write

So hear me again as I use

Your little writing exercise as I muse

To get across the point that I want to make

Even though you rebel from the faith you have not fell

Because in my mercy I will keep

For those are other sheep I often for weep

That I must go out and find

So if this at any time prides your mind

Seal the matter and bind it til the time

The promise of a brighter future cones to pass...