Forgiving

Oh, dear Lord, you are always forgiving man and his stupidity ongoing perpetually. Why don’t you, instead, ask man to forgive your own celestial insanity also ongoing eternally? Oh Lord, we are only your copies; yours is the Original, especially – the sin! After all, we never originated anything in this world. You did! So Lord, don’t you think it is about time you shape up? Must your same old religious garbage go on forever on this speck of dust called “earth” floating aimlessly in space around a humdrum star called the "sun." Poch Suzara