Of all the things now in this world <br />I ask you God, could you arrange <br />that my own body, being hurled <br />through time and space, into a strange <br />and distant, unknown universe <br />if you would, kindly leave the space <br />regarding, though, my private hearse <br />which will appear in any case <br />due to your failure to consider <br />that overpopulation will <br />discriminate against the bidder <br />such as myself, so you must kill <br />I ask you, would you stop the time <br />for me and ninety special friends <br />if so, I'll dedicate this rhyme <br />to you, I'll also make amends <br />and make this world a place of peace <br />so tell me soon what you've decided <br />what I would want is a new lease <br />give it to me and I'll be guided <br />by ten commandments handed down <br />by you to give us good behaviour <br />the change requires a small noun <br />called time, to stop.Bless you my saviour.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-a-new-lease/
