The Real Providers

Salty breath of the oceans spray,
Forever breathing, night and day,
The land may envy the oceans flow,
While the water..well...you know?

The wings that cause the bird to lift,
Up from the ground were not Gods gift,
You see these things, they come from them,
The jealous land, the oceans phlegm

From tiny 'sects to the now gone 'saurs,
I think you'll find 'God' stole the applause,
From the real providers, land and sea,
The sun, the air, the old oak tree

Now I know what your thinking, God made these,
The rays, the wind, the old oaks leaves,
The big sky daddy made all you know,
And he'll strike you down, should you not show..

Love and respect, these he demands,
The narcissistic chap even has 10 commands,
Break these rules and you know where your going,
Fear, not love, is what I'm showing