The Satan Problem

He lies about the world you live on
Creating dreams to guide your worship
Sowing seeds of science fiction
Selling things, he doesn’t own

He hides all clues why you are here
He keeps the truth well out of reach
Your ignorance stokes up his power
Your weakness builds his stolen world

He teaches you his rules to live by
To serve his purpose all your life
In innocence you stumble on
And never know the reason why

He rigs the game and steals the ball
His hatred rules the vacant mind
His evil ways fool all the World
Without concern for pain - or death


© Steve Bentley