Hey Jeremiah

This is a poem I wrote in 2015. I imagine all of my poetry set to music but I am rarely able to come up with my own tunes. This poem I imagine set to the tune of Hey There Delilah by Plain White Ts.

Hey Jeremiah
Thought I'd stop by and say hiya
See how things were with you
You're a friend that's always been true
Me I'm not so well
I'm fighting with my woman Israel
She and her sister Judah too
And I just don't know what to do
I prepare her every path
But she just tries to provoke my wrath
I really think we might be through
I really hope it isn't true
Hey Jeremiah
I think I'm gonna crya
I might be omniscient but I don't have a clue
And I've had centuries to think this problem through - oooh
And I really don't know what to do
 
Well there Mr. God
You know I might be wrong
But have you shown her all that she means to you?
Maybe she doesn't know all you do
I think she receives your help
Thinks she did it all herself
You know sometimes she doesn't have a clue
Maybe you could create some new flowers for her too
Hey there Mr. God
I could also put in a word
Let her know the stuff that you do
Tell her that you're awesome too
I'll show her the right way
I'll tell her every night and day
Who sends the rain and the dew
She'll see she means the world to you - oooh
What would she do without you?
 
Hey Jeremiah
What else can I trya
She certainly didn't listen to you
And now she's praying to the moon
By now I thought she'd learn
But she still takes that same wrong turn
Makes fun of all the commandments I drew
Mocks the instructors too
She makes up her own paths
Always gets caught in traps
Then flirts with her captors too
Right in front of me too
Hey Jeremiah
What else can I trya
She only treats me like a fool
She never listened to you - oooh
And at this point I don't know what else to do
 
Hey there Mr. God
I agree that's quite a load
I can't believe she'd do this to you
It's very obvious your love is true
I'll talk to her again
Let her know that you're a friend
She's got to learn her lesson soon
She's got to see she's on the edge of doom
I'll tell her she has one last chance
Deliver one of my famous rants
Maybe I'll smash a jar or two
Surely then she'll listen to you
Maybe when she sees you gone
She'll realize that she was wrong
Then she'll come running back to you
I really think you should go away for a few - oooh
Well, at least that's what I would do
 
Hey Jeremiah
I think I'm gonna crya
I feel like I've a spear running through
And my hands are nailed down to boot
She still refuses all my help
Still runs off by herself
I even had to rescue her from you-know-who
And it cost me so much to pay the due
She gets herself hurt every day
Won't listen to a word I say
Won't let me patch her up like new
So I just stand and watch as she turns black and blue
I'm sick of seeing her get hurt
Scratched and covered in the dirt
And teeth, well she's lost a few
And I still don't know what to do - oooh
I just don't know what to do