To them I said, "Please permit me to state..."

To them I said, "Please permit me to state

Some things about you which I must relate.

You claim to be oh so very great,

And this you never cease to reiterate.

You imagine you enjoy Heaven’s mandate.

You strut about like some grand potentate,

As if you were God Himself incarnate.

The whole world you wish to dominate.

Before you, you demand all others fall prostrate.

You insist they obey your every dictate.

Your heart’s turned cold and insensate.

In goodness's name what crimes you perpetrate.

Your own conscience you brazenly violate.

You’ve filled all Earth with war and hate.

Our precious planet you’ve laid desolate.

Our only home you’re determined to devastate.

Vast millions you’ve killed, if you calculate.

Every day, many species you exterminate.

From committing no barbarity do you hesitate.

Everything good you seek to eradicate.

All love and beauty you want to obliterate.

Life itself you're driven to extirpate.

The cult of evil how fervently you celebrate!

"Now, I must tell you, I won’t hesitate:

If you don’t repent before it’s too late,

And for your grave sins you don't expiate,

When you meet God, on a not too distant date,

And how you spent your life He will evaluate,

Your life's record He will justly adjudicate,

Then, not for a moment will you need to wait

Before He has you hurled through Hell’s gate,

To meet with a well-deserved most dreadful fate."