LAST CHANCE HOTEL - BEING WITH CREATION... IN CRISIS TIMES

The Extinction Rebellion is all over the news this week. Greta has become a young prophet trying to catch our attention on Climate Change.

On Sunday morning in Fitzroy we are excited to have Dr. Jonny Hanson speaking at our Harvest Service on BEING WITH CREATION. Jonny is Managing Director of Jubilee a Christian creation care organisation and well respected in the academic and practical world of environmental issues.

As I was planning ahead for the service I remembered this poem. I wrote it over 20 years ago and sadly it is more relevant now, than then.

 

All of our songs are sung

And none of us have been listening

The future sound is a tuneless world

Where all the melody has gone missing

You'd think that we'd hear something

To wake us from our comatose state

We all say we love our children

But treat them with a spiteful hate

We are so about the present

That we won't do tomorrow well

And our glass is nearly empty

On the bar of the last chance hotel.

 

All our prayers are prayed

Every answer has been spurned

We've sat 'neath the pulpits of science

But nothing is what we've learned

You'd think that we'd see something

To give a kick to our selfish asses

We're so blinded by our comforts

That it's pointless wearing glasses

We've peered through the gates of heaven

Then dragged ourselves back to hell

And our glass is nearly empty

On the bar of the last chance hotel.