Dove peace image free from Pixabay.
I hesitate to interrupt
I know the lord's busy because
You don't have time to think about peace
When you've got so many wars.
I often think that books deceive
I don't believe all that I read
I only judge by what I see
And this is how it seems to be
The way I'd like the world to be
If I were you and you were me
One who would never desert me
One I'd trust to never hurt me
He deserves praise, in countless wasy
He brightens days with the sun's rays
He waters the buds and flowers
Tireless for hours, with April showers
He also send the slippery snow
So I stay in, now that I know.
The one who made the birds and bees
I might believe did it for me
But, alas, I don't believe
He made tsunamis just for me.
I must admit that it's a puzzle
But as I my fruity breakfast guzzle
I do not pray, no sir, no Ma'am
If he wants me, he knows exactly where I am.
I brush these troubling thoughts away
The universe puzzles bigger minds
Which leave my mundance thoughts behind
I know more than the deaf and blind
Don't show others I'm in a tizzy
But, like the Lord, I must keep busy
And never ask which group has won
But keep creating, mend what's breaking, - carry on!
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