"God Talks to Man"
"Hello, Man, this is your God, I want to talk to you
About the way you spoil my Earth with all the things you do".
"Er, hello God, I hear you, what is it you have to say?
"Oh, Man, you disappoint me, can't you see the harm you do?
When will you learn that Earth was not designed for only you".
"Now listen, God, I know that in a way you may be right,
But Man is very clever, and the harm we do is slight".
"Oh, No, the way you do things causes me a great deal pain,
I'm quite surprised you haven't tried controlling sun and rain".
"Well, actually we haven't, God, but thanks for the idea,
Just think, rain during night time, and in daylight skies are clear".
"Now, Man, you test my patience with your selfish, greedy ways,
If you don't do things right I'll make it rain for forty days!".
"Ah, good, that means that reservoirs will fill up to the top
And we can sell the water, money-making must never stop!".
"And why your need to cut down trees in such vast numbers, Man?
Do you not know that they are part of My Eternal Plan?"
"Oh, really? I thought they were there to do with as we do,
And every ten we chop down we try to re-plant a few".
"Oh, Man, how stupid are your thoughts, your head must be sheer bone,
What nonsense is this now you do, you now create a clone".
"But, God, we only try to make things better than they are,
We thought that what we do is right, that's why we have the car".
"The Car !, I never meant that man should move around this way,
I gave you legs to walk on - use them every single day".
"But how, if we don't have a car can we get to the train,
It means that we'll get wet if you decide to make it rain".
"Don't tempt me, Man, and while I speak, I have some more to say,
About the debris out in space, out in My Milky Way".
"Ah, well, you see, it has to stay out there in deepest space,
Because it costs too much to clear, oh, life is such a pace".
"Now listen Man, and listen good, the Earth on which you live,
Is what I made, so tend it will, or lessons I shall give.
On Earth there is a balance which is fine to say the least,
So do not 'play' Creator, not with man, and not with beast".
"Oh, sorry, we did not expect to make you feel upset,
And Your reproach is just the last thing that we want to get,
But how can we correct our ways, how can we make men hear,
When wealth has been created, and to stop will cost Man dear".
"You talk to them, you spread my word, you say that it is wrong
To pillage of Earth's wealth, for wealth cannot endure too long,
One day the golden goose could die, put this thought in your head,
Use well your sense, and realise, without Earth - Man is dead!"
© John Pemberton 1997
