God is back on Earth,
Comes to judge us,
Choose who’ll go to Heaven
And who may be forgiven.
Some will go to Hell,
Who did not well ;
These ones were bad people,
But He will save the gentle.
Hear the trumpet ring,
Sky is tearing.
See : God is arriving,
For the faithful He’s looking.
He lands here and sees
How mad man is :
Around Him noone cares,
And He thinks it’s a nightmare.
World’s become a mess
With man’s madness ;
We made so many wars,
Just ’cause one god isn’t ours…
(An Irish woman : )
“Went to church and pray
Every sunday,
I showed out all my faith,
Before meal I said the grace.
— Have you forgotten
This anglican ?
He was lynched to death
‘Cause he hadn’t the good faith !
Satan, thou friend of mine,
This one will be thine.”
(An American lawyer : )
“I have judged for years
Robbers, killers.
I was always harder
To make this country safer.
— Don’t you remember
This car robber
You injailed ’til his death
’cause he had a dark brown face ?
Satan, thou friend of mine,
This one will be thine.”
(A South African colon : )
“I have fought for you
My whole life through,
Against these atheists
Who said You didn’t exist.
— You see I exist,
I’m not a myth ;
But you were so evil,
Count the Zulus you did kill !
Satan, thou friend of mine,
This one will be thine.”
(A nowhere man : )
“I never believed
That you could live.
I think that believers
Made nothing but lots of wars.
— Yes, but you have been
Always so keen,
Gentle, open-minded,
You helped those who were in need.
Satan, friend, I’m sorry,
This one comes with me.”
(03/02)