WHO MADE THE WORLD?
"It was a dark and stormy night..!"
as stories often start.
But - it wasn't.
It was no story.
And there was no such thing
as night.
And there was a complete absence
of weather.
Night( or day )hadn't yet
been invented.
Neither had the world
for that matter.
Creation was still
about two hours away.
Dear God hadn't even given it
a second thought as yet.
And yes He had thought about it
and Him thinking...usually made it so.
He had still to get His Mighty
Finger out.
He the Great
Procrastinator.
He had become as one
with those University students
who would crawl about the earth
messing about doing nothing until
the final moment
the final dash to get
the assignment in.
Alas He had made them
in His Image.
There were things he would have
liked to fix if...
WW1 for one
oh and 11.
The atom bomb.
Climate change.
He saw all things
as time was
all the one
to Him.
And now these unknowns
how could He
have even
thought of them.
How to fix that ****
bungling bothersome Brexit.
And what was it
exactly?
Or that annoying orange blip
that God **** liar Trump?
And Gove(ugggh!)
and Boris( aggghh)
come what May they
would all
have their say.
What had He
been thinking.
Maybe it will
untangle itself or
He would have to cut
through the Gordian lot
with His
mighty sword.
Bit Biblical that.
Or a flood perhaps?
He could blame it
on that climate change.
He knew that Brexit bit
wouldn't do but
it would have to
do.
Worlds will be worlds.
Then He yawned.
"Whatever...whatever!"
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 6:43 AM UTC
WHO MADE THE WORLD?
"It was a dark and stormy night..!"
as stories often start.
But - it wasn't.
It was no story.
And there was no such thing
as night.
And there was a complete absence
of weather.
Night( or day )hadn't yet
been invented.
Neither had the world
for that matter.
Creation was still
about two hours away.
Dear God hadn't even given it
a second thought as yet.
And yes He had thought about it
and Him thinking...usually made it so.
He had still to get His Mighty
Finger out.
He the Great
Procrastinator.
He had become as one
with those University students
who would crawl about the earth
messing about doing nothing until
the final moment
the final dash to get
the assignment in.
Alas He had made them
in His Image.
There were things he would have
liked to fix if...
WW1 for one
oh and 11.
The atom bomb.
Climate change.
He saw all things
as time was
all the one
to Him.
And now these unknowns
how could He
have even
thought of them.
How to fix that ****
bungling bothersome Brexit.
And what was it
exactly?
Or that annoying orange blip
that God **** liar Trump?
And Gove(ugggh!)
and Boris( aggghh)
come what May they
would all
have their say.
What had He
been thinking.
Maybe it will
untangle itself or
He would have to cut
through the Gordian lot
with His
mighty sword.
Bit Biblical that.
Or a flood perhaps?
He could blame it
on that climate change.
He knew that Brexit bit
wouldn't do but
it would have to
do.
Worlds will be worlds.
Then He yawned.
"Whatever...whatever!"
