Back in 2009 someone sent me the following excerpt. I read it, THEN I wrote a poem.

Get Your Own Dirt
One day a group of scientists got together and decided that man had come a long way and no longer needed God. So they picked one scientist to go and tell Him that they were done with Him.

The scientist walked up to God and said, “God, we’ve decided that we no longer need you. We’re to the point that we can clone people and do many miraculous things, so why don;t you just go on and get lost.”

God listened very patiently and kindly to the man. After the scientist was done talking, God said, “Very well, how about this? Let’s say we have a man-making contest.” To which the scientist replied, “Okay, great!”

But God added, “Now, we’re going to do this just like I did back in the old days with Adam.”

The scientist said, “Sure, no problem” and bent down and grabbed himself a handful of dirt. God looked at him and said, “No, no, no. You go get your own dirt!”

My Answer

Taken From: My First Book
Poetical Insights Vol.1
Lifting Up A Standard- Page 167

God, what’s New?

Man said to God, What’s new with you?
All you’ve done so far I can too.
O, said God, Is that the truth?
So far not good, although your couth.
God said, man now show your stuff
Since you think it’s not to tuff.
Make a man the way I did
I won’t laugh or sneer or kid.
Man paused then rolled the sleeves of his shirt
And reach toward the ground.
God said, Oh no! You make your own dirt.

© Margarett Inez Bates