What A Farce!

What a farce evolution is!

Something out of nothing,

Give me just one billion years

And nothing will be bread-pudding,

The nothing at the beginning

Will become something in the end

What a farce such thinking is!

Enough to drive me round the bend.

Intellectual giftedness

Declares it must have been so

And the idea of a Creator God

Is now declared a “no-no”.

What a farce such nonsense is!

And worse…people believe it,

All it took was billions of years

And presto!  We have a fit.

So what was in the beginning?

Nothing!  I tell you, nothing!

But gradually, just understand

Nothing became something.

And you actually believe this?

O yes, I really do

And given another billion years

You will believe it too.

Well I guess I’ll just wait and see

If what you say is true

And just in case you’re not around

I’ll find a way of telling you.

To think that we have a facility

With which we are able to think

But when it comes to lunacy

We just teeter on the brink.

But I guess nothing is something

Especially if it’s intangible

And for the forces behind all we do

Nothing becomes the principle.

  

For all that we see is ordered

By that we cannot see,

The mind and energy and cyberspace

Are pretty obvious to me.

If God is nothing you have a point:

Something comes from nothing

Since all the forces we cannot see

Are responsible for everything.

What a farce! I must repeat

If something is really nothing,

However, I’ll settle for God, the Creator:

He’s the maker of everything.

Stewart Russell © January 2019