'' I'Ll Show You A Miracle '' Poem by Bri Mar

There are those who turn water into wine,
Deceiving you is their life's mission,
Are they Gods or tricksters how do you define?
Could Jesus have been a magician?

The illusions they perform are truly unreal,
But what you see you tend to believe,
The secret is in how they make you feel,
Your sanity is what they relieve.

Could God have been an alien with powers supreme?
Who descended upon this Earth?
Made in our image was just part of the scheme,
Of definitive proof there's a dearth.

The religious among us say there's only one God,
So why are there so many creeds,
All have a deity, which is really quite odd,
As surely one would serve all their needs.

God has never appeared or showed us his face,
To make contact you have to pray,
Is it possible they are all from an alien race?
Whose aim is to cause Humans affray.

From books written by man the tall tales abound,
From the destroyer to the giver of life,
Where in the universe are these Gods to be found,
As it's seems all they do is cause strife.

Why can't we accept we are who we are?
Like all others we have the good and the bad,
God's are no more real than a mythical star,
To believe otherwise is really so sad.

If we believed in ourselves we'd be much better off,
Please don't think that I'm waxing lyrical,
You may well disagree but please don't scoff,
Show me your Gods and,

‘' I'll Show You A Miracle ‘'