PRISONER EXPRESS

Forgive me for my loose mind and hand as these words work on this page.

God! The all powerful; the all knowing! Why then must You make me suffer!? You must have known, yet you still created something with a mind of its own and let it run free1?!?! "To be or not to be!"- that is and must have been the question for God. I don't judge; God does that plenty! I try to understand. Now, God is Funny! I give Him that. He made me and that was funny enough! Yet, I can't help but to think that God watches his creations on a big screen T.V., placing bets with the angels, "Look, I just be the D.A goes softly on this guy. Watch, just watch!"

I say that God made me to be funny!!! I'm not lying. Everything goes wrong. Jobs, girls, transportation, and lets not mention family- they're all gone! Not to be "poor me" or anything, but everything or "good idea" I have goes down the toilet! But, ay, that's God for you. He's always funny; always up to His shenanigans!