Job 39:13-17  New English Translation

13 “The wings of the ostrich flap with joy,

but are they the pinions and plumage of a stork?

14 For she leaves her eggs on the ground,

and lets them be warmed on the soil.

15 She forgets that a foot might crush them,

or that a wild animal might trample them.

16 She is harsh with her young, as if they were not hers;

she is unconcerned about the uselessness of her labor.

17 For God deprived her of wisdom,

and did not impart understanding to her.

 

Politics

 

Bellyache and slimy hiding their heads in the sand

All they want to show today is what they are thinking

I can’t be wrong for they can’t see anything at all

To notice responsibility as they are definitely sinking

 

I lean on God, you know, but easily fall apart

You know it is not easy to eat some humble pie

But see I can swallow easily the stuff that I make up

And that is hard to follow, but I never wonder why?

 

Life is in little children, death rules in many adults

An imprint of depravity get through aging magnified

Right and wrong appear alike in the conscience of our making

Absolutes are in hiding somewhere as sensitivity fries

 

Pouring out the waste that comes straight from the flesh

Dripping all around us for the observers to enjoy

Most seem to swallow the stuff, that ain’t worth having

It started at “The Fall” and has been a continued ploy

 

Is there hope available, or is it not somewhere out there?

Out where are you asking? I thought it was in here

Pointing at the head or chest does not make a difference

If you don’t know where to find it, it can be everywhere

 

It will come to you someday for it will find every one

At a time and place under Heaven destined to be yours

But will you recognize it even if it surrounds you

Or will you push away for you feel already wholly cured

 

Jan Wienen