Lunathebold @Lunathebold

I was raised to believe my God was man
A stern hand and strong voice from heaven
Sunken face with cold eyes
Yet how could he give life?
Hard hands meant for war and plague
No, I think there lies a Goddess
Mother to us all
Giver of life and love
Her fair hands to guide us
My goddess doesn't revel in war
She doesn't kill with hatred
This Goddess is the light in the dark
My Goddess welcomes all with open arms