We are God's final gamble,
The dice even HE could only throw,
When all the chips of change and chance are down,
And risk the fate of dinosaurs
On can they learn
What can't be told.
All the cunning of abuse they've found
Confounds them in the end,
And is the end - unless
They grasp my comprehension
Can only Do,
My compassion is nothing
But Being.
That We must See
For our God
Of Love
Is blind