The creatures of the sea
Don't mean to be mean
They kill to survive
Just like you and me
The pork that we love
Came from a pig
He had to be killed
So we could eat
Do they have a soul?
How dare I judge
The bible tells me
They belong to God
He owns the universe
And all therein
To judge is to be judged
I am not Him
I just know I should love
What He's given to me
That includes what's above
And under the sea
We take and we take
We don't give back
We destroy all that's ours
We don't think of the lack
The lack of food
When all creatures are gone
The lack of clean air
When no forest is found
When great famine strikes
And there's nothing to do
Cause we destroyed our world
And left ourselves with no food
Scientists will scurry
To improvise
But all for naught
God's the only one wise
Wise enough to feed us
With only the best
To fill our bodies with food
That we can properly digest
I see God's predictions
For the last days are here
What we're doing to our land
Is my greatest fear
There'll be great mourning
And gnashing of teeth
As people are clamoring
For something to eat
No...fish don't mean to be mean
They only wish to survive
They eat what they can
And let the rest live
Only man kills for sport
Only man destroys for wealth
Only man has no care
About what the future holds
Only man will stand
Before the God of heaven
Only man will be judged
For his sin
And God said:
Psalms 50:10 ~ For every
beast of the forest is
mine, and the cattle upon
a thousand hills.
Psalms 50:11 ~ I know all
the fowls of the mountains:
and the wild beasts of the
field are mine.
Poem written by Mary Silva
April, 2009
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