You see the chaos, and destruction, The pain,and dark despair, The loneliness, and desolation, The rage, the lust, the hate, And ask me how it's possible For me to still believe That God exists. I see the design of every flower, The plan and order of the universe, The wonder of the stars, and color, A baby's smile, the ecstasy of sex, And the beauty, laughter, courage, and love, And ask myself How could I not believe?