And God Wept
And God Wept (c)
By Michael Casey
if I were a poet I could write something beautiful
If I were a poet I could say something eloquent
If I were a poet I would stop crying
If I were a poet I could touch the heart
If I were a poet I could ask why oh why
If I were a poet I could explain everything with words
If I were a poet I would not scream why
If I were a poet I would ask why do people do such things to their brother
If I were a poet I would try and comfort a mother
If I were a poet it would be easier to explain things
But I am just a weak weak man, I am just a nothing
So what can I say, what can I do
How can I explain God’s creation
How can I explain anything
It is all beyond me
So all that is left is the sound of God crying
Tears from Heaven falling down to the ground
How many more times will man hurt his brother
How many more millenium before
God will say enough
And then still with tears falling
God will say
I cannot take it any more
Too many tears in Heaven
have fallen on my creation
my beloved earth
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