Something Over Herd...

When God's hand was on my shoulder, I knew it was the Lord, Who had told me to be bolder, To be more self-assured... So paper ready once again, Now in the Poem Zone! I boldly reached, picked up my pen To write the great unknown! For not all poems have a theme That's understood at first, Sometimes I close my eyes and dream And nothing's been rehearsed! So there I was, closed eyes, real tight, No clue I must confess, Just asking God what I should write To grant Him happiness... Then suddenly! I saw a cow! Then others joined her there, Then others, too, appeared somehow And then they said a prayer! I wrote it down, yes, word for word, Until it was complete, Despite the fact this felt absurd, It sounded very sweet... They left my dream when monkeys came And waved their arms about, To cause alarm was their sole aim, Because it made cows doubt... When all prayer stopped, the monkeys laughed, To think they made things worse! May God forgive them! They're quite daft! Like naughty saboteurs! I printed out what cows had prayed, Now framed, it's on the wall, And there it stays, proudly displayed And seen by one and all... Friends think I wrote each word, each line, But would they still approve, If I declared, 'God sent a sign! ' And told them all the truth! ?