Oh lord, let the seas rise,
Higher than the highest mount,
Till all this gruesome species dies,
And no more of it is found,
Lift all the creatures from the land,
Save your creation from our wrath,
Lend all the rest a helping hand,
Rid this earth of greed and us,
Set no monument to know us by,
Waste not your labour on our sin,
Instead to care, we lived a lie,
Instead to care, killed all your kin,
Flora, fauna, all there is,
We plundered, raped, destroyed,
Cruelty and greed our highest bliss,
Instead of care, our greed we buoyed,
Burn every church, that in your name,
Does not speak for all you are,
Instead has brought you and all yours shame,
All you made on earth and star,
Forgiveness do I ask, of every little bear and seal,
For every ant and bumblebee,
For all of us their lives did steal,
For all you made, including me,
Forgiveness too I ask for being blind to see,
Not some heaven or a star you live,
But in every leaf and tree,
To all you surely life did give,
We are a wayward species, tall and proud,
We can’t hear a word you say,
Despite all your creation is crying out a loud,
When will they finally heed your way?©10/04/2012
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Despite of the lights that Christ brought into this world; yet, many people these days seemed to have been falling into deeper darkness! It's sad! Very sad indeed!
Ron
We can’t hear a word you say,
Despite all your creation crying out a loud
I sadly cry with it these horrific days, my friend. And I very sadly see things now getting much worse on my nature travels, on my pet rescue missions, and on the messages and e-mails and phone calls that I get every day now from the few that still care and now weep as I do.
And I fear that we now fight a losing battle - the wildlife, and animal, and nature haters today already seem to have many more advocates than we do.
..and we will fall as we deserve to
the picture and your words, Jasmin,
are hard on a weak stomach this morning
but the stomach must learn
john
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