wisdom of wisdom fools

If I say the god I believe in doesn’t carry a brief case

And the devil is in need of a shave

If I dare to ask the question

Will you stop me and tell me to behave

If I question every answer

If I fold beneath the sheets

If my soul is eaten with cancer

Will you still believe

I take up arms so defensive

I take up position so wide

I act not to be offensive

I act until I die