Title: don't come through
Author: Java Trinomial (Anshi, Puchuu, The Evil Atheist, Chika da Chaos)
Song: "God" by Tori Amos
Album: Under The Pink, 1994

God sometimes you just don't come through.

I mean, ya don't a lot. Hello? Like, my life? My prayers?

God sometimes you just don't come through.

I'm sure a lot of people's prayers you heard. But why not mine? I dun' get it.

Do you need a woman to look after you?

I mean, Mary isn't apparently doing her job. She's supposed to intercede, right? Here's my frayed rosary. Did she fall asleep? Did she just decide not to arrive? Mind if I come up there and help you along with all your problems? I bet I could help a bit. And perhaps a bit of a wardrobe change too...

God sometimes you just don't come through.

Which is why I'm writing.

You make pretty daisies, pretty daisies love

Lilacs, personally, I love. And dandelions. I have no beef whatsoever with the whole flowers deal.

I gotta find what you're doing about things here

'Cause, honestly, I can't see much. Little things might be chalked up to you, but hey! You always ran amok in the Hebrew times - walls crashing, altars lighting up and all. Where's the miracles anymore?

a few witches burning gets a little toasty here

Did I mention the Inquisition was such a f*ck-up?

I'm gonna find why you always go when the wind blows.

Press comes around, scientists, anyone who could come out and say, Yes, God exists and we've seen him! and you ditch. C'mon man! Show us a little of that godly image, eh?

God sometimes you just don't come through.

I'm still talking, you know.

God sometimes you just don't come through.

Can't much trust someone who always promised and them ditched, eh?

Do you need a woman to look after you?

Hey, how's Teresa-sama doing? Oh yeah, she's in hell, isn't she? Oh well. Maybe there's another chika for you to play with.

God sometimes you just don't come through.

I'm sure you have a lot on your mind, though. I can forgive you for ignore me sometimes...

tell me you're crazy maybe then I'll understand

'Cause f-it-all, that might explain a whole lotta the shit that's going on. Insanity defence. Perhaps that will help you in the trial. People of the World vs. God.

you got your 9 iron in the back seat just in case

God's like doctors. Heh. Why did I not see that in the first place?

heard you've gone south well babe you love your new 4 wheel

Maybe stuck in Antarctica? You could use some traction down there, sure as hell... I bet with all the money some of these people make out of religion, they could afford to send you a nice jeep to drive back to the world proper. Although, maybe they don't want you back...

I gotta find why you always go when the wind blows.

Maybe that might explain some of it...why you're so scared of showing up to prove yourself...

give not thy strength unto women
nor thy ways to that which destroyeth kings

Nice show of sexism, ennit? 'Cause you know, all us women are like Jezebel, scheming little bitches all of us. =)

Will you even tell her if you decide to make the sky fall?

Your little faithful cabbit here - and when the blueness smashed me on the head I had no idea...

Will you even tell her if you decide to make the sky?

I'm so low on your agenda, I don't even get the simplest memo? What am I, the janitor cleaning toilets? I ain't Excel, thankyaverymuch.

God sometimes you just don't come through.

So, God, I asked and begged and pleaded and no manna came from heaven.

God sometimes you just don't come through.

What about the starving kids? Why don't you send summa that manna and quails you managed to pull outta your ass for the Israelites to them?

Do you need a woman to look after you?

Joan of Arc's a bit too psychotic, and all of those other saints and martyrs are just because they refused to marry pagans. And the 72 virgins aren't really helping, apparently.

God sometimes you just don't come through.

C'mon, man, give them a hand!

Do you need a woman to look after you?

You want me to help, just give me a call. I'll be perfectly happy to give you a hand. After I baka-smack you a few times, though.

God sometimes you just don't come through.

I'll be waiting. But who am I kidding? You won't come through this time either...

Oh, oh.

;) y'all.

Author's note: This is not aimed at anyone in particular. It is aimed at God. It is aimed at my old God, probably not your God. It is also a songfic of a song I liked long before I changed religions. Mkay? Sekai wo kaeru!

P.S.: Turn the other cheek really means "don't get insulted by stuff." Cool little thing I found. ^_~