But Who Knows? Poem by Gert Strydom

We are scared about nuclear bombs,
chemical and biological weapons
but live as if man
have got to give account only to himself
and through knowledge and science
are like gods on this earth

and every passion, every pleasure,
every sinful thing and materialism
is being pursued in rebellion
and somehow love has disappeared
and we do not grant anybody
the freedom to make a life
and claim resources with military might
as if we even dare the almighty God,

but who knows
somewhere in space the almighty One
takes his Godly decision
and man’s last days are measured out

and a big asteroid, comet, planet,
quasar, neutron star, nova, pulsar, red giant
or even our own sun or moon glides
with speed from its set course
and hits this earth
with a hell of a flaming ball
causing it to disappear out of the universe.