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God E                       God Enters the Realm of Practical Politics

 

                           Hear my voice

                           I come to you with possibilities

                           this Earth was adapted once

                           to the contours of your soul

                           your hunger to destruct

                           has tried my patience

 

 

                           You travel the short road

                           complacency of the spirit

                           has become your trade mark

                           you are vulnerable

                           to evil voices that cajole

                           persuade yourself

                           you are infinite

 

 

                           Listen to me

                           my patience is not eternal

                           there is an end to every thing

                           you are nature

                           nature is you

 

 

                           Before it is too late

                           remember this

                           I shall clap my hands twice

                           and you will disappear

 

 

 

                                                 Jack Mashman

                                                 1992