During this song, our hero is having “Revelationship Issuesâ€쳌, so he turns to hip-hop. He finds his spirituality by losing his religion. Listen to the word, but think for yourself! Another lost soul joins him here or is it his femine side chiming

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Revelationship Issues

Every night when I kneel to pray
I struggle with what words to say

Do I pray to GOD as taught in my youth
Or meditate on a different truth

One GOD does that ring a bell
Live by the word or go to hell
When I die will I burn and wail
Or sit back and laugh at this fairytale

Reincarnate will I heed the call
Become one small atom of the cosmic all
Like spiritual cream will I rise to the top
Or when I die will I just
Stop

I’m not a prophet or a saint
I am what I am and I ate what I ain’t
I wasn’t there to hear what they said
If alive in BC now I’d probably be dead
But I’m here with you baby to see the now
Make hamburger out of the sacred cow
I don’t believe a book that’s only proof is itself
In fact I’ll just leave it up there on the shelf
Maybe I’ll listen instead of beg when I pray
Thankful for all my blessings today
Silence my thoughts in my head when I lay
Perhaps someday I’ll find my own way

Life’s a balance between black and white
Man and women, left and right
Good and evil, sun and moon
Birth and death, ripen ruin
What makes you think that GOD is just one
It makes as much sense to worship the sun
Maybe GOD’s a goddess birth’s a mystery
Or maybe a force or a trinity
Maybe we’re angels after the fall
Or maybe there ain’t no Gawd at all
Now I’ve said it bi*** and you can hold me liable
Burn me as a witch when I tear up the bible
But how many children have died in Christ’s name
And I bet ALLAH cried when twin towers aflame
No true god or prophet would demand that you kill
If there is hell to pay then send religion the bill

GOD talks to each of us in our own way
If there’s awkward silence
Perhaps there’s nothing to say
So child, don’t fear darkness or Satan’s nine hells
Why don’t we just take responsibility
And think for ourselves
Listen to the word
But think for yourselves

Every night when I kneel to pray
I struggle with what words to say
Amen



Copyright David Arlin Harrod 2006