
The fearsome wildness of the natural world
Where tigers kill and sharks drag up their prey
Where viruses destroy both friends and foe
And cancer kills young children every day
The world was never made for our demands
Creation and destruction seem to be the way
Evil men can love a Schubert song
While better ones kneel down but cannot pray
Can we imagine God in our own form
Who could take pleasure in psychotic rage
Could listen as we say our night time prayers
Could cut and paste to make their own collage?
Touch your loved ones with your tender hands
Beggars can’t be choosers,understand
