Too Long Lord

TOO LONG LORD Too long Lord, Too long to repair your estate; For how long shall you wait Watching your morning sweat going Down the drain? Your inertia worries me. When the seas run over their beaches, Why Lord ? Why are you so indifferent ? The damage of Tsunami, typhoon this, Typhoon that; why are you not moved Lord ? Too long to repair your cottage; The global warming is threatening here: The polar bears are becoming vagabonds, Aquatics disappearing like morning dew, Man’s house now man’s hell ; Lord, is your stool now forbidden ? What is the profanity in Lord’s house That warrants this abandonment ? Are the angels reporting adequately? Dinosaur is no more here,the households Of lion and elephant are now minute, the tigers, Pandas, Zebras, Giraffes , even Sharks will Soon be living in books; what Lord ? What happens to your procreation machine ? I say your inertia worries me, Would you renege Lord ? There is time and season For everything you said , but when weather Changes on its immortal axis; what becomes of Time and season !!! When will you restore the missing plants ? Take the census of the botanic and realise How desolate your garden has become. Too long Lord, too long to repair your estate; Adam and Eve have returned to Eden, Haste up Lord lest you lose your estate to negligence.