there is nothing left
and god is a pie chart
and somewhere beneath the calculations
we have buried the mystique
somewhere out there alone
sits a woman forgotten
named grace, innocence and purity
her only followers are children
and society strips her away from their bones
at the age that they become aware
that everything is a lie
yet once again she appears to
the realization that at dying,
we have missed something important
and it calls us back so that we might find it
hidden beneath all the mistrusts and misjudgments
that the uniformed human race holds on to
with everything progress can bring us
because life is just striving for something better
and death is just a misconception