Should

They say I should love you,
Your light should be my guidance,
But I wonder if it's true;
You seem to like your distance.

What you've shown me is horror:
Vile souls and broken lives.
Am I the only to see your gore?
Am I the only to feel your knives?

A perfect world you have made,
And an epic disaster.
Their death seems to just fade:
"In God's name," says the pastor.

But, still, they love your good grace.
Somehow, the beauty you create..
It makes up for all the pain in space,
So you continue to decide our fate.