0) Job's God (Ballad - Fath) Poem by Otradom Pelogo

Is it the one who allowed the sea to be
parted and crossed with a prayer and a rod
Placing the sun in the Heavens while
patiently whispering that I am Job's God

Or have we been blessed with the
wisdom science and technology
To create this dream of wisdom if
it is not a horror of this society

Is it not enough to see the spirit wonder
and the flesh ponder and cry
What kind of wisdom questions the
soul until the flesh must die

Tell us if we have been chosen this day
to forever follow this impossible trek
So that our minds begin to wonder and
debate rather than defend and attack