ZIM ZUM. ZIM ZUM
Here I come, here I come;
Creating God, this is fun!

Sitting beneath Mamre’s Oak,
I give Abraham a poke;
“Fancy coming for a walk?”

Challenging Jacob to a fight,
crossing the Jabok at dead of night.
He wins, but I give him a fright.

One day on the mountain hoary
I played a trick most rotten.
Moses asked to see my glory,
but I only showed my bottom.

Isaiah in the Temple grand
got to see the lot.
He said, “I’m here at your command!”
I said, “Then stop the rot!”

And then I played my winning card
and showed myself as one of them.
Ended up in a dirty back yard,
adored by some smelly farming men.

I stretched out on either side a hand
as wide as I possibly could,
hoping they now would understand.
But they spouted some crap about cleansing blood!

Then they handed me a flag with a cross unfurled,
with strong songs of triumph and praise.
“Time”, they said, “to conquer the world!”
And I thought it was only a phase!?!

Still endeavouring my hardest to get through
with the aid of my bright Spirit friend,
with initiatives always fresh and new.
I’m sure we’ll make it in the end.

(John Henson 17/5/20)