What's He Up To?

I wrote a poem and deleted it Fearing I'd treated God like shit Now I know I wasn't too far off But I don't want my fans to scoff I want my readers to be happy So I can't say God's help is crappy Yet I look around at our world today And what the fuck friends can I say So much war and child killing It's sad and wrong and very chilling And where's our God who left us here? We're deep in shit and it seems queer It's all so messed up and I wonder why We can't enjoy life til we die