bothered?

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There is a part of me which I now see

that really can’t be bothered ‘bout all  this..

..this partnership with God that sets me free

to grow up and mature, just like Jesus.

It wants to grow in pow-er, so to get

all my de-syrs fulfilled. That's just as though

my model world (that’s built inside its head),

needs a Big god to vanquish ev’ry foe.

Auditions for this job were taking place…

right when I woke up in my bed today,

and in my mind the only one to face

that board of one, was me, so “What ya say?”

I got the job! And now I am a god!

In charge of this whole world within my head.

And so I get to choose and focus what

I’ll do, say, think, before this mortal’s dead.

The part of me that made this model world

is truly its creator, thus its god.

But this truncated foetal god that’s curled 

around it has to grow up quite a lot.

And so it needs much mentoring, and tasks

to work on right beside the God who IS.

As small boy wants to work with Dad so asks,

and might be given real jobs then as his.

So meaning, purpose, filters down to me

from source and pioneer, creative love,

when as a little child I’m bound to be,

and do as I am told, here from above.

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