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| I took a walk with god late one night And in the sky I saw quite a sight. There were scenes from my life in 3-D! I'm pretty sure they were meant for me. The fun times were there, the sad as well, Even the times that I went through Hell. But there was something else I saw up there, It didn't look right, it didn't seem fair. Let's say we walked along the Jersey shore, Even though I've never been there, before, And say our footprints, God's and mine, Were side-by-side, most of the time. But when they weren't, I saw drag marks |
| instead! They corresponded with scenes full of dread! The marks were deep, but not really big, Like someone would make if using a twig. Ten lines I would see, all side-by-side, When they weren't washed away by the tide. And always the scenes in which they'd appear Were times in my life that I lived in fear. Or finding my life was not as I planned, There'd be this long stretch of grooves in the sand. "I'm puzzled, God. What does this mean? It baffles me when I see these scenes. You said you'd be there to see me through, In good times and in bad times, too. But it looks like when I needed you most, You weren't even there, just like a ghost! And those drag marks, could you explain? And why are they only when I'm in pain?" And God said to me, "It's not what you think. Hold on a second, while I slam this drink. A huge flask of whiskey appeared in the sky. It tipped up and emptied in the wink of an eye. Those scenes that puzzle you so much? Ones full of fear and drag marks and such? I did as you asked, when times got tough, You prayed to be carried through the rough. And so, the lines you see in the sands, Are made by the fingers of your own hands! I grabbed your body by the toes, And dragged your butt right through them woes! I could tell you were pretty riled, You hollered and screamed for mile after mile! I never heard anyone be so vile. But through it all I simply had to smile, I knew you'd come around in just a while, After all, I've seen your complete file! So just remember the next time you feel, That Life is giving you a raw deal, That you may be granted just what you pray, But it won't turn out how you think it may." |