The Gods Must Be Crazy

Was it truly evolved from Dust
In which the bust of our hips 
Extended through limbs carrying a weight 
Of such a simple form
 The Gods must be crazy

To expect a sturdy 
Foundation of particles
Could serve as a vehicle
Occasionally being replaced
 The Gods must be crazy

To give us such brains
To enhance body's with objects
Never being the same
  The Gods must be crazy

Hanging there heads in shame 
Granting powers to manipulate
what the greatest God created in 7 days
Finding punishment in the choices of our ways
 The Gods must be crazy

Of many not knowing there names 
But paint of face
In which no image is to trace
That are questioned when we have no place
 The Gods must be crazy

For giving us a right 
To think like switches 
A bulb turns on 
Whats dark now has light
 The Gods Must be Crazy 

For crazy are we 
To be blinded when a blind man sees
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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