Functional Savior

I swam from my sink to the ocean,
And drilled through the holes in my head,
Then sank to the top of Manhattan,
With thoughts that I'd see God again.

My heart's taught me lessons that I can't defend,
It runs me in circles that don't have an end,
Love pushed my heart out of comfortable style
and fuels me into the extra mile.

Buy all you can and live like a king,
Try to be happy with purchased things.
Vote with the party or keep with the trends,
Just ask yourself, "Why does this feel like pretends?"

But share in a sorrow, or aid in a strife,
And see if that isn't where God's hidden life.