Noise Pollution, Oh, God

Blow loud your whistles, beat your drums, Make noise, you inconsiderate scums! Fatigued workers been resting above, Wake them all up with ear piercing show! Sleeping mother with baby at breast, Do not deserve the much needed rest, Yell and shout your religious decree, And yank the sound up to full degree! Crack coconuts on the public roads, Litter outside shops and their abodes, Scream out the name of your Gods aloud, Make all the noise, their ears can afford! If reaching god is by your noisy way, I do not wish to come, please let me stay! Let me seek the divine deep in my heart, Quiet in my mind, our methods far apart!