My Dialogue with Self on Christmas Eve…

Mercy, mercy the heavens

They scream

They shout

Why you don't have hands

Just mouth

Work on this land

Mercy is never heard

Aloud

From anywhere around

From nowhere, it surrounds

Earth

You know it

You disable

An able man

Fit for work

You disable him

So much

He cannot even work

Mercy, Mercy the God

God is great

You told us many days

But problems on Earth

Didn't end

Didn't end tyranny

Seen, unseen

Heard, unheard

What is human worth?

Hey Church

What is human worth?

Why don't you build from there

When heavens have heard?

When Gods have heard?

What is human power worth?

You, too, never encourage

A human for his worth!

Your approach isn't correct

Is not life worth

Building this Earth

The Drama on Earth

The unapproachable

Outer world

Let us at least build

Right here

Right now

Life is worth

Human life is high in worth

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Creating a list of things

Which God should do

Is there a list

Also for me and, you