Why Plead Heaven

For this has men ceased not to tell Why plead heaven to stop earth's hell Is it to end their daily struggle And make their world a paradise resemble Or forsake their responsibility With a higher sense of vanity Are men tired to suck the earth Bringing upon untimely death Men's heart shall forever fickle Attending to a more profiting tickle Each to another a hating Judas Awaiting another man's downfall alas They wear mantles of endless deception Like the deadly act of a snake's conception What started at breakfast they finished at supper Oblivious to the rumbles of tomorrow's hunger More of sinners and less repenters They define friendship with tongues of banters What better use is language to men But to profess friendship forever not dear Every man a stranger in a crowd of strangers Trading dignitaries for a better chance of survival For this shall men lack words to tell Why plead heaven to stop Earth's hell