With purpose he marched through the gate
God did not enter with a thief’s creeping gait
When he scattered our masters with the sword
When we slaves blissfully slept scattered abroad
He mercilessly spilled their blood
God came on them like a flood
He got himself cut somehow
He won and left anyhow
We stretched and yawned
As a bloody morning dawned
Like expected God’s blood spooked
Like a pheromone it got us hooked
We ran around incoherently
Searching for God fervently
God that caught our attention
God that left our habitation
We left our place unguarded
We leapt into the forest unguided
We were brash and savage
We were passionate beyond gauge
Why did God kill our old masters
When will we have answers
Why is God deliberately taunting
Why are we homelessly haunting
God paid us a bloody visit
God left us with a deficit
He then got us stuck on him
He then had us seeking him
Scouring river after rock
Whilst wild animals did gawk
We were hounds of blood
We were madly trailing God’s blood
We have no past now
We have forgotten home now
We don’t remember how it ensued
We don’t know why we continued
We don’t know how it ends
As we negotiate the bends
Haunting God
Hunting God
Then came the night
God was not yet in sight
As we howled like cannibals
As we dined on some animals
The day came again
God we were yet to gain
As we got guns cocked and gears locked
As those same stupid animals still gawked
We are no more mere flesh and blood
In this trail of God’s blood
Our perspectives have changed
Our old selves deranged
God invaded our living situation
Causing shift and annihilation
Now we are fixated on him
Now we are hounding him
What will happen if we don’t find him
What will happen if we find him
We mindlessly haunt God on
We tirelessly hunt God on
Haa!!! See there a fresh drop of blood…
