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It was first all, beautiful
And the plain blue sky spanned on either sides
With snow-white flakes drifting religiously
Over light-green steeples into a land
Beyond what my bulgy brown eyes can see
And God sat; watching

It soon turned pitiful
And beholding as in a trance a swam of famished 
locust 
As they swopped upon all that was green
And the orphaned cub watched it's  mother's skin 
sold for a farthing
While the hunters bragged, brawled and laid upon 
empty bottles 
And God still sat;  watching

Then it became sorrowful
With the tsunami as its hits the glass towers of 
China, and the famine in the dark soils of Somalia
The nuclear arsenals in the far east
Which could annihilate all that creeps
And the blood of the sackless on the  tub of the elite
Apocalyptic sermons on all corners;
Yet evil, even on holy ground nests gallantly.
And God still  sits .........

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