Man You Are Not In Charge

We pride ourselves in rented existence, gloating in the realm of time, science and civilization sought the throne, we explored the cosmos with tools to unravel the universe in our frame, we boast in this rags called flesh, calling the Almighty to a contest . we build our Babel from coast to coast and named our delights of hay and stubble. we heap our gold in the barn. and others explore nuclear weapon in their dome, Expending energies on dead elements. We minor the major, and major the minor. Among men are rebels, with drawn sword against our maker. we forgot the plagues of Egypt, The water turned Blood, The frogs, The Lice, The flies, the pestilence of livestock, the Boils, The thunderstorm and the hail of fire, The locust, The darkness, The death of first born. This wind also affirmed our frailty. Man! You are not in Charge.