“WHAT’S TAKING HIM SO LONG?” by Carl McRoy
What’s taking him so long? they ask,
Scoffers taking me to task.
Where’s the sign of his second coming,
And his instantaneous global warming?
There’s always been wars, famines, quakes and disease,
So lay off the apocalyptic nonsense please.
You point to his return with every little event,
Yet we’re still here, can’t you take a hint?
Even if there’s a god way up yonder,
Is he really worth worship I wonder?
