Bargaining God-a Price

I wonder if religion is an abracadabra in the midst of a thousand believers with dynamite in their hands.

They learnt how to train angels to be numb

They also learnt how to create trees that teach you to find peace in dead lotus,

To loathe grasses,

They teach you how fire breathes without the magic of a genii from the East.

Let there be a ghost

And here comes a ghost

From the lamp.

Let there be a genii

And here comes a genii

With the magic of a ghost full of promise and smiles.

We shall get there

Remember how we learnt to throw caution to the wind

While finding happiness in strumming one happy chord.

We can fly with no wings and voice 

Without being scared of losing to the Angels

We can also learn how to live without breath

Without having to pull the angels down to earth

We shall tell God

Earth is now a playground of gamblers and bargainers

We shall negotiate with him to do our business in heaven

And God will answer

How could you put a price tag on me, me, me

How could you sell a product you don't own?