You Might Be God

You might be a tender moment
A soft touch at a rugged place
A last chance
In a moment of sheer despair

You might be mercy
You might be God

You might be terror
Total control
Taxes, childbirth
Birth Control
A newborn baby
Or an old man on a park bench

You might be the letters
On the picket sign
Of a Pro-Choice politico

You might be the wood stain
On a church pew
In the deep South

You might be a ripped up wedding photo
At the bottom of a wastebasket
In some newly single woman's
One bedroom apartment

You might be right
You might be God

You might be a question
A silence
A sincerity
A single minute
In a two-minute life

You might be getting older
You might be braver than you once were
You might give forgiveness
And in doing so

You might be God

You might be a handshake
A helping hand
A hand up
A hand out
A hand across America
A handsome looking devil
A hand glider
A hanging plant
A handle on a pot
A pot-smoking teenager
A rage filled boss
A cream-filled donut
A nutjob on the freeway
A free thought suspended in mid-air

You might not care
You might be God

You might be crazy
You might not be
You might be frightened
Of something you've created

You might be hope
You might be someone's only hope
You might be a phone call
You might be a kind word
You might be more good than bad

You might be the sum
Of all that is around you
And all that will ever be

You might be an atheist
You might be God

But whether or not you are
Wouldn't it be better
If you acted like you were

If you chose to be
A benevolent force
Within the universe

Helping others to make sense
Out of madness
Simply by being there

Because when we say God
All we really want is to believe
To believe that there is always
Someone there

When we think
We're alone

So if you can be there
Then you can be God

That's right
You might be
You might be God