Let's Start Again
Let's Start Again.
Being an alien from Planet Zod,
I'm here to push the button.
God has moved away, Christians have forgotten
how important it is to fight the war...
of good and evil, light versus dark.
The children of the night seeped in
scooped up the empty sack that once held
faith, belief, principles and morals.
There is no haste, no need to waste
the last few seconds. God made man:
Jesus interceded, prayed for forgiveness.
I tried, I begged, "Lord, Let's start again?"
For a moment there was hesitation, and a smile,
a gesture towards heaven, "The Lion," he said,
"Shall lie down with the Lamb. All arranged."
Riled I struggled for words, "Lord, which button?"
He pointed his lottery hand towards
the green blue globe, "The red one.
No matter how the numbers roll," he said,
"The chaff shall rise from the threshing floor."
So it's all over now - in this race,
this experiment in outer space.
The swarms will rise, the magic's gone.
The Lord has spoken; I'll push the button.
"That's good," God said, "78% water!
People of faith march forward!
Heaven is one mile ahead. Don't look down.
Appreciate! Inhale! It's Revelations!
Before long you'll see the Angels."
© Rosalind J. Lee