this is the Day the Lord has made,
And everyday before and after,
And every thought,
Every religion too.
Yes, all of them,
Even the one's that suck the joy right out
of the existance of its followers.
Maybe those especially?
Or Maybe those were misinterpreted dreams
God gone through then changed in the sieve of its conduit.
Like clear water will become clear pee
Lest you throw a little asparagus in the mix
Then you get stinky pee.
God isn't the pee,
He's the Water.