Paul Georgiou

Why

 

If I was God and I was bored,

I’d make a world much like our own

and people it with folks like us

so I should never feel alone.

 

I’d give them lives like ours to live

with lots of joy and lots of pain;

through all the ups and downs of life

‘twould be their lot to entertain.

 

I’d watch them every chance I had,

know every character by name

but I would never interfere

for fear that I should spoil the game.

 

In time I might grow fond of some,

and they in turn might wonder why,

if, through God’s love, they’d come to live,

why, through God’s will, they had to die:

 

but die they must, without a doubt,

each of their breath I would deprive

for sadly death is one sure means

to keep a faltering plot alive.

 

If I was God and I was bored,

I’d make a world much like our own

and people it with folks like us

so I should never feel alone.

 

Not being God but being me

it seems to me God stands accused

of using me and all of us

simply to keep himself amused.

 

Surely a shocking thing to do

however lonely He might be,

but worst of all, I’d do it too

if I as lonely felt as He.