The Scum Of The Earth Poem by Long Tooth

There's a sense in which all life is scum on this earth
(without God as creator) , life here (more debris
that just floats on the surface of things, that evolves
to fill niches that former life spawns)has no worth
in itself, demonstrates all life does is make space
for more scum, that will live on life's poop, or it's flesh.

And if God does exist, might this God view with mirth,
not the flora, but fauna (that fled from the sea
to escape what would eat it)could think World revolves
for its pleasure! Dare parasites dream that their birth
is a proof of God's LOVE, virtue, intellect's, ‘ace
in the hole' for our kind; hint we've souls God should thresh?

Does my life have more value if I have a soul
or does fantasy telegraph who has control?
To choose God makes things' better? ' Is what I ‘think' JUST?
If God's real or God's missing, what grownup owns trust?

Just how long is one day in the life of a God
for creation took billions of years, should we pray?
Is our Bible infallible, final, ordained
‘truth of God' or a primer for 1st graders, ark
for man's soul, meant to save us from ‘downpour of pride? '
We grow trees meant to float us, or harvest what's there?

Do you lie to your kids when they voice, "It's so odd,
Why's sky colored, not black? " Are you filled with dismay
to say, "It's not my choice, but the color's constrained,
to be just what it is by creation's real SPARK! "
The truth's Science, not faith, or stained truth's override!
Oh, the mind of a man is a tawdry affair!

Is Spark SPARK? Can we know? Still, faith calls SPARK, "I AM! "
There's no epigram spoken more valid, less sham!
Truth is God could be ‘real.' Safe bet universe ‘is'
and reflects God's true nature (if God sourced ‘Whole Biz') !


Long Tooth
June 18th in 2020