Poem -

If God lived in the present...

Children block your ears!

If God lived in our "the present" He'd judge us here and now
He'd wipe us off the map
to silence all our groanings
to end the pain of those who suffer
and stop all our oppression
 
He'd switch off blasted LCD screens
Wipe undignified porno scenes
And I doubt He'd give us another second
to make a last confession

He'd stomp out all your cancerous smokes
And pulverise your pokies
Drown deathly war machines
in stinky rotten feces

If God lived in our "the present"
He'd take mammals off the land
Rejuvenate the forests
and give the seas a hand
 
He'd bury all our fucking plastic
and melt down all our bloody cars
He may keep some of our monuments to missile to Mars
 
He'd set ablaze our polyester socks and underwear
Bring the glorious trees back
and clean up all the air
And
 
He'd fill the graves of innocents
with rainbow coloured tears
Then He'd stop to take it in
and surely won't believe His ears
 
Calmest tranquility
of insects, waves, and birds
True blessed peace at last
Spiders sipping pollen
and marsupials munching grass
 
But God lives in Eternity:
Past and future and now
I can't quite explain it
Do not ask me how
 
He's here and is not yet
And He knows your every nerve
The traces of your deepest roots
Both jagged parts and curved
DNA lines to the dawn of history
Every code within this mystery
 
But in His bigger picture
He sees me and He sees you
The moments in our inner worlds
That are evolving too
 
He knows when there's still hope
beyond what we think's final
Far distant from our fluffy foam, fancy rubber,  perspex, latex and vinyl
 
He lets us keep experimenting
exploring this environment
Until we see the spirit side
and in our hearts repent
 
So take a thought
before you judge
what you think that
God should do
 
Cause you sure as hell would not be here
If He be "live in the present" too

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