One Question, Lord

Lord, I know I’ve never prayed

And I really don’t know how

But I feel there is a question

That I have to ask you now

The bible says you made this earth

From the void in just six days

Then displayed your love of beauty

In a myriad different ways

You started off creating time

By dividing day from night

And set the eternal cycles

With the darkness and the light

On the next day of creation

Your great wisdom you did show

Dividing vapours up above

From the waters down below

On the third day you continued

Separating land and sea

And set the plants to grow there-in

In a vast abundancy

On the fourth day you decided

On a focus for the light

You made the sun to watch the day

And the moon to rule the night

On the fifth day you created

Fish to swim the lakes and seas

And birds to fly upon the wind

And nest within the trees

On the last day you excelled yourself

Making beasts to roam the land

Be they crawling on their bellies

Or upon their legs to stand

Now, I know you will not like this

But there’s something I must say

I think you made a big mistake

On that sixth and final day

It’s a shame you were not happy

With the beauty of this land

For you blew it all completely

When you formed from clay a man

On that day you made a monster

Filled with anger, greed and hate

And he set about destroying

All the work you’d done to date

He is killing off your creatures

At a truly frightening speed

And the only reason for it

Is his never ending greed

He pollutes your seas and rivers

And he doesn’t seem to care

That the life-style he is living

Is now poisoning the air

In his task he is relentless

Destroying all things in his way

He can now reverse your process

Of creation in a day

If things carry on much longer

It won’t matter anymore

That the world is slowly dying

He’ll destroy it in a war

So Lord, I now beseech you

Will you listen to my cry?

I only have one question

And that question Lord is... 

                                       ...Why?