Bargaining God-a Price
I wonder if religion is an abracadabra in the midst of a thousand believers with dynamite in their hands.
They learnt how to train angels to be numb
They also learnt how to create trees that teach you to find peace in dead lotus,
To loathe grasses,
They teach you how fire breathes without the magic of a genii from the East.
Let there be a ghost
And here comes a ghost
From the lamp.
Let there be a genii
And here comes a genii
With the magic of a ghost full of promise and smiles.
We shall get there
Remember how we learnt to throw caution to the wind
While finding happiness in strumming one happy chord.
We can fly with no wings and voice
Without being scared of losing to the Angels
We can also learn how to live without breath
Without having to pull the angels down to earth
We shall tell God
Earth is now a playground of gamblers and bargainers
We shall negotiate with him to do our business in heaven
And God will answer
How could you put a price tag on me, me, me
How could you sell a product you don't own?