CRY OF THE SIMPLE MAN

I wail the cry of the simple man Who toils night and day Ne’er knowing that disasters can fall On those who have no worldly ax to grind Cries can be heard throughout history Not by those who instigate the killing fields But by those whose hearts are not moved by mayhem Or blood splattered on children’s prayers How far we have come in the centuries since time began And war only tells us how far we still have to go To unspoil this earth we received clean and pure A planet graciously given to us by the universal Divine Man! Man! Humanity! Where is your intelligence? Has the promise of conquering fictional lands infiltrated your mind? Lands never yours only felt on your brittle mind of yore? Has your ego been blinded by your need to satisfy an insatiable avarice? War, the bane of Man’s darkest side War must end or the planet will have the last laugh No man can survive such calamitous chaos man's nine lives are about used up and there are no more And if Man can't stop the insanity maybe only God can save him … MAYBE if God has a mind to if He is not pissed enough already.