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sent out a plea not long ago
for "sorts" that I might borrow
I find myself all out again
but I know just who to blame

and where they must reside
- those enigmatic sorts -

asked for just a trim of hair
she cut it way too short

One small shell upon a beach
In amongst all there that be ~
But still there in all its natural glory
Washed up by its mother sea~
This tiny shell would not really raise an eyebrow
As it lay there among all the rest that be~
But it does play an important part
In all natural things there by the sea~
But this little shell would never cry out
That its the only one that is there~
It would never say it was only with inteligent form
And that it alone was beyond compare~
Behind all of the planets n stars we know
In our to date massive space backyard~
To even feel we are the only ones
Is to swallow slightly hard~
Its like some say that they know God
If we know all about him than he is not so great~
As I feel he would be beyond earthly comprehention
To really know him weve not scratched the slate~
There is out there unknown to us
Planets n life weve not yet found~
Its common sense within my mind
We have not begin to cover such ground~
But I do believe that god n space
Both which we know not everything as we say#
Would expect us to first tidy up our own backyard
Before searching further on the day~
If earth was a property
And God left us in charge to care and maintain~
And he came back to inspect our efforts
We would be out of a job and out in the rain~
We on earth are as but a little shell
Upon lifes beach but we need to know~
That we are getting too far ahead of ourselves
And we need to go back a century or so~
Money on earth has became God
And too few ever stop to think~
That out there is one great rock
That could pull us all up in a wink~
God as we know him would be so greater
Beyond our minds comprehention its true~
And being so he would be rather disgusted in
All or most on earth that we do~
Time to go back n get real for a change
Show we have love n care n integritty too~
That we are capable of undoing what they call progress
And act more like the good samaritan to more than a few~
Spend those large dollar amounts
On getting earth back to where it once used to be~
With babbling clean water brooks and air so fresh
And many a forest of tree~
We earth should take a leaf
Out of that little humble shell on the beach doing its thing~
Only proffessing to be just what it is
And maybe the entire earth once again just might sing~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2006