Heavenly Satire

It is hard to resist The thought, Though not with alacrity It is wrought, That the Almighty Laughs a lot At the tender spot Of the human commonwealth: Our frailty and stupidity Seem to enhance His health And sustain Him Forever. Sure, He can endow us With beauty, brains and wealth, However, often what we get Is just a fist. Yet He does not appear to be Neither a rightist Nor a leftist, But rather A parodist, Enveloped in dense haze Or, perhaps, In transparent mist. In any case, As a satirist Enjoying the twist, God is so great That He can afford Even not to exist.