Just A Waste Poem by Randy McClave

Up in heaven where you rule and dwell
Where only your judgement will ever prevail,
Do you still watch your children as we fight and fuss
I wonder if you do, if you're tired of each and everyone of us;

We scream and we shout and sometimes we will pray
But, only when our souls and children will not obey
We will judge, and then we will accuse, and then we will lie
And then after a while we will get sick and then we will die.

Will you bring a hundred of us to heaven, and send a thousand to hell
And also are you tired of all of your own personnel?
Maybe, when you created this world it was all done in a haste
And, perhaps creating mankind was just another waste.

Randy L. McClave