The Fly On The Wall

There was a fly upon the wall And as it rested it saw it all, While people were reading, sleeping, resting and cooking It was watching, listening and looking. The fly would fly from room unto room It being a pest we all did assume, And then with it many eyes It had then seem so many guilts and lies. Then with great delight The fly then decided to take flight, Then it flew around everyone's ear To listen to what we did say and what we did hear. I heard that flies were created to watch us So, we wouldn't be prideful, greedy or jealous, The fly had saw it all, so it came to rest Then the guilty ones complained it was a pest. I was also told that when a fly does die It takes its knowledge to God in the sky, Then it tells God what it had seen and heard And the Lord will listen and hear every word. As the fly then began its buzzing and flying To see see and hear the person who was hurt and crying, Then when it was going to tell on a plotter It was killed by the guilty with a Fly-swatter. Randy L. McClave