Poor ole Noah

What were you thinking 

Confronting the wisdom of men with a thus saith the Lord

It has never rained before 

They laughed and jeered 

Poor Ole Noah ancient in wisdom 

Foolish in our sights 

Peaceful is our terrain 

Yet threatened by the words 

Yet a little while it will rain… 

Our ecosystem is friendly yet 

Invited he all species of  creatures there be

 yet again the words were 

A little while it will rain 

We’ll get back to you they muted 

Light it travels fast yet is late after time 

Time they said is a friend of a wonderful company but an enemy of a mediocre was running after Noah who kept pace with just a little while… 

The trees were cut 

Woods chiseled 

Measurements taken to scale fitting the architectural designs of his civilization 

The crusaders came and poked fun at Noah… 

Where is the rain they jeered… 

An inch for an inch, a meter for a meter 

A cubic for a cubic was the formation that brought down heavens design of a boat that beat our present day civilization of scientific methodology , research ,hypothesis and testing… 

Achemedes principle, buoyancy and upthrust… 

All elements needed for a boat to sail on water they said 

Unlearned Noah defiled science and their series of methodology with no sail and anchor no prismatic compass to navigate the geographic north His boat was to sail in the biggest body of water there could be… 

They made merry gave to wife and got married dancing to the latest beats of their civilization and laughed at poor Ole Noah who gathered a bunch of wood carving out a box for a boat saying where is your rain Noah old fool… 

The days of chisling are long over the boat took shape and ready to sail 

A little while seemed too long a time yet Noah took his gospel to the vast species of all creatures… a little while just a little while it will rain… 

In their manner they came two by two male and female alike beast and all creatures they came at the alarm of the captain and boarded the ship… 

Everyone taking their place after the instructions of the great captain Noah… 

The clouds began to gather heavy with precipitation yet they made merry and were drunk with wine and funication still naming and shaming poor Ole Noah at their own detriment for yet a little while was just a rain drop away… 

All hands on deck said the captain 

Fasten your seatbelt …

Door was shut 

yet a little while was at hand and no longer a mirrage 

It rained like it had never rained before 

the ran after the boat but the captain had sailed the boat to safety leaving them at Mercy of an angry God… 

With no harbour and compass in the biggest and deepest water there could be poor ole Noah ducked his ship in safety…

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