This world is OUT OF ORDER

by joseph santacruz   Mar 23, 2013


The earth may be dying of self inflicted wounds
I got it straight from the nosy neighbor , man in the moon.
Every revolution the world has turned
bloody revolutions. nothing learned.
violent volcanoes, raging surf, lightning and angry thunder booming
is a walk in the park when compared to ever hating humans.
mother natures cranky hot flashes and cramps
middle class is vanishing: your rich or your a tramp.
God made this mess and Im sure he can abort it
were talking about God Im sure he can afford it.
back to the celestial drawing board, its no disgrace
he wouldnt even miss this place and he has the space.
He could just swipe away the cement, bricks and mortar
hang a sign around this blue marble: EARTH IS OUT OF ORDER.
Press conference questions: God! God! why has earth failed?Its hard to call
Jealousy, greed and I made there hearts to small.
It was just something I threw together, didnt have much invested
and on the seventh day I never should have rested.
God draws up his resignation: burn-out, nervous breakdown snivel boo hoo boo hoo
I was wondering who would God hand it in to?
its true God has quit, now just a spectator
I saw the help wanted ad-NEED NEW CREATOR.
God says"thats it i quit! Beer, ladies and golfing
I swore in earths new higher power, a charasmatic bottle-nosed dolphin.
(after creating man in his likeness didnt work out to well)
-Santacruz-

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  • 11 years ago

    by Saerelune

    You never really fail to make me smile with your poetry, although it's usually quite serious matter you're writing about. I guess it's truly in your tone, such excitement and jolliness, ruffling the feathers of society. Of course it also helps that your works read so smoothly (moreso in the second half of this poem, though, the first seems to have some sort of "insecure" flow?). Must say you have a unique mind too, to mark something as big as the earth as "out of order", ha. Keep up the jolly criticism, I would say. :) You're great at it.

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