He cast a long sad look along the horizon And gazed down on the planet’s Armageddon For man was battling on to it’s destruction Destroying all that fell in their path.
Placing man on the Earth had been troublesome But the intellect of man had given Him hope They could work out the problems that beset them Yet all the killing and shooting and bombing had to stop.
He’d placed races of different hue and differing creed Putting them in all manner of places far and wide But man’s warlike nature seemed reason enough For them to find their excuses for genocide.
What was it with the ****-sapien class of mammal That had them at each other’s oft exposed throats It was not the result of something that He had create But a flaw that was in the essence of man.