New World Order Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Out of a cloud appeared a hand
it showed the middlefinger raised
below, the people on the land
were simply stunned and quite amazed.

Was this a sign that God had found
far better things to do than rule
the common sinners on the ground,
each little woman and her fool?

Did it explain that wanton greed
had now replaced the human touch
scare tactics were creating need
slipped in in secrecy as such?

And, did he say 'I've had enough,
I should have never done creation,
and now I do not give a stuff',
the angels giving him ovation?

'Take Nature', God said, 'an extreme
examples of the lack of trust
they even re-invented steam
it is enough to end in frust.

And human physiology,
designed myself, perfected too
where every single malady
can fix itself, they have no clue

about their role, protect and serve
live with each other, keep the peace
instead they had the bloomin' nerve
to cultivate the golden fleece.'

Well, Nostradamus must have known
perhaps he's giving this advice
a new world order must be grown
which springs from dead and sterile ice.

Most patient of all living creatures
he's thrown the towel to the dogs,
let's do away with all the features -
too bad about the precious frogs.