Did God make a mistake, when he
Banished us to this planet?
Does he look down at our worthless
Society, and weep, and ever so often,
Those tears flow from the heavens and
Into our world, landing as rain.
Does he weep because he expected more
From us, or because he wishes he never
Created us at all.
Maybe he should have left the Earth alone,
Or maybe he sent us here too ruin it.
Inflict our own interests, our own desires.
Soaking the grass in blood, over countless
Conflicts, countless wars.
Filling the air with lies, over worthless
As our quest for power, for money,
Rules our society, rules us as
And all we could do is let God cry,
Because we weren’t made to think of him.
But maybe we were, and all we end up doing
Is thinking of ourselves.