Ain't no hand of God!

Sometimes lots of things add up. But the outcomes aren't what I thought they would be.
Instead they open doors to a dark world of doubt.
I am happy where I am; a cat drinking milk from its bowl with eyes shut.
Oblivious to dubious people.
But no, it doesn't end there, does it?
There has to be a mess; like the one in your life.
You want to mess with mine.
Don't think I m naive and I ll keep my mouth shut.
Yes I will remain silent 'cos I choose to do so.
So when you are happy that you got away messing around with people's lives, be happy.
Those days are short lived.
Someday when you walk on busy thoroughfares deep in thought about the order you 've managed to create in your life, you 'll be hit.
And when you're hit you will know it wasn't the hand of God. 
HECK NO, THERE IS NO GOD, AND EVEN IF THERE IS ONE HE CAN'T SAVE YOU FROM ME