God looked down on a little tribe in the desert
With infinite knowledge and perception,
God planted the seed of the Bible in Moses words.
The future would bring those to oppose
But God hoped in time the simple stories
Would be understood as words of prose.
The great beasts help form the planetYet to explain that to weak of heart
Would bring out another idol of granite.
Now he wonders about the black and white
Why do some believers never see gray
She hopes some day more will see the light
Dave Schipper © 2007
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