God perhaps played dice

He who has failed to do his due, Man’s been a sour fruit of God’s whim, One cannot but come to this view: Gone acrid has His grandest dream— A nightmare and greatest blunder Which, He can’t but regret and rue, I see Him now in deep ponder, Hope, a bright flash flares from blue. Mayhap, God played a game of dice With Destiny, a sure spoiled sport, And now, poor Earth pays a steep price, As man by far has fallen short… Maybe, apes would have better done, Aft all, poor Darwin was human! _________________________________ Sonnet | 15.01.2005 | men, God