Mister God

I knelt by my bed in the morning And said, “Please Mister God I want to be pleasing to You today But though I try so hard I sure seem to loose my way.” “Don’t you worry, little lady” Into my ear whispered He Take a walk down the street with Me I’ll show you some things I do as I am Me.” We walked down the road The signal was red A man on a mobike sped with no helmet on his head Wife and children gleefully clinging to the seat behind “Where are they rushing, in a manner so blind? Either they’ll be in heaven or send one up of their kind!” “Ah, that’s not all,” He said “Look now, what do you see?” “Oh my God! How can this be?” A boy jumped from a bus that was running Nonchalantly into cars that in chaos were crossing “Dear God, on the side walk in one piece can he still be?” My list grew longer And my amazement larger “Dear God!” said I, “We do things we really shouldn't be How come there are still so many of us walking the streets on our two feet? For by now there surely should be more crowd For St. Peter to regulate through the yonder clouds.” “Child, because you are you, You run and break the rules. Because I am Me, I watch over thee When you turn around and say you’re sorry I balm your bruises and prop you on my knee Because child, I am Me.” “Lord, you’ve got one tough job Guarding the faithful, the faithless, one and all.” “You too are on my list, my little child As is each one I made, I am always by your side To the Pearly Gates you must come one day, one and all But that will only be on My call Till then not even a sparrow will fall.”