The eighth day God,
after so much work,
to release tensions,
then after reviewing,
He said: 'everything is very good,
it's time to rest',
and went for a walk
through outer space.
Who would imagine
that the same God when returning
I was going to find everything
in a hellish mess?
and that it was going to turn
in an unemployed more
of the rate that currently
It is growing non-stop.
Since then
there are those who have seen it
only in the streets,
he's waiting for patient
by someone with whom at least
calm can talk.
Meanwhile, this world
turns and turns without being able to stop
and here below a few
They handle us like chess pieces.
I'm not the idiot class
that is allowed to convince,
but I'm telling the truth,
and even a blind man can see it.
If in the absence of occupation
or of excessive loneliness
God could not resist anymore
and go to another place,
It would be our undoing,
there would be no other remedy
that adore Michael Jackson,
to Bill Clinton or Tarzan.
It is more difficult to be king without a crown
than a more normal person,
Poor God who does not appear in magazines,
she is not a model or artist of a real family.
Meanwhile ... meanwhile ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)