Our lives bring frequent sorrows,
All types of stress we find.
God made these great afflictions,
And yet God should be kind.
All things bad and horrible,
Our troubles stem from there,
God should be all loving but,
God doesn't seem to care.
Volcanoes hurl out fire,
And earthquakes crack the ground,
And tidal waves flood cities,
The people there are drowned.
All things bad and horrible,
Our troubles from there stem,
God should be all powerful,
God doesn't banish them.
We fear that mushroom cloud with,
Its radio-active dust.
God made the laws of science,
And knew they'd be abused.
All things bad and horrible,
Uranium Atoms,
God put temptation in our way.
So we could make those bombs.
God made aids virus, spreading,
All germs that make you sick.
The people who believe this,
Should sort their minds out quick.
Its really quite illogical,
But Christians still believe.
From childhood they are taught these things,
Until their senses leave.
A-a-a-men.
by Barbara Shack