Physician, Heal Thyself Poem by Mary Champion

The prophets always promised that God would save the world
and we've been waiting for a long time, now,
waiting for a guy
to come down from the sky
and take away our fear and pain somehow.
But now it seems our waiting was in vain,
as all our hopes of heaven start to wane.
There's nothing up on high
but stars and space and sky,
our satellites and other dead remains.
We turn our eyes back to this earthly plane,
assessing all our options once again.
It's one unholy mess
we've made under duress.
In bitter disillusion we complain.

The prophets always promised that God would save the world
and we've been waiting for a long time, now;
waiting for a guy
to come down from the sky
and free us all from fear and pain somehow.
But, Jesus! People, now it's time to see
there's no one out there who can set us free.
The only god who'll save
we humans from then grave
Is US, when we can understand and see -
divided, we will fall into despair
and all we'll know are pain and terror there.
But when we've chained our heart up
and we've freed the human mind,
we'll save the world for something
that we almost left behind.
We'll save the world for Truth and Life and Love,
right down here on the earth, not up above.
First, understand the Truth and then be sure,
that Mankind is the God we're searching for.