Theodicy? The Idiocy!

May 1996

An airplane faltered, then fell from the sky;
Eighty-nine died. A collective sigh,
"It's God's will."
A terrible flood, but all were saved
by rescuers strong, fearless and brave.
"It's God's will."
A child was starved, beaten, then died.
They buried her deep, and adults cried,
"It's God's will."
A little one found-he wasn't quite dead.
The people thanked heaven, and then of course said,
"It's God's will."
Millions can suffer in earth's darkest holes,
Yet millions keep saying that god's in control.
The greatest good or the greatest ill,
"Why don't you know? It's all god's will."
"God's will" is the phrase they mindlessly use,
So no matter what happens, god can't lose!
Absurd contradictions their intellects kill.
We humanists work with a human will.
Sifted through reason, the finest of screens,
This is what god-talk really means:
All of us born to a world cold and stark;
Most remain "children crying in the dark."