The Fixer-Upper
Sometimes when we want to sell a house;
that’s run down and in need of repair;
we get together with an agent or a spouse;
to discuss all the damage that’s there.
Sitting together; we concoct a scheme;
to make the house look better;
imagination turns the house to a dream;
tho damaged by inclement weather.
No one would buy the house as it sits;
so discussing our plan during supper;
we decide, as it is, the house is the pits;
so we categorize it a “fixer-upper.”
We know, at the time, we’re being simplistic;
the house is nearly falling down;
a potential buyer will be more realistic;
and consider our agent a clown.
The earth is the house, God built for man;
it has survived the eons of time;
politicians have concocted their own plan;
considering themselves divine.
In heaven they demanded to become in charge;
claiming they can improve on God’s design;
perfection promised; by these prodigals at large;
boasting they could improve on the Divine.
Some consider this earth their own creation;
temperature variations make them shudder;
believing they empower their own salvation;
selecting the earth as their new fixer-upper.
Monty 9/4/24. # 2.317