THANK YOU GOD

the stone turned with the tide
now the crab had no place to hide
the sky above, space open wide
running from the bird, cursing the tide
on the beach there laid a sea shell
the crab excited "what the bloody hell"
as it neared, realising there was a smell
stink of death, nausiating spell
on second thought, be it open sky
to avoid the stink, crab prefered to die
it could see, the bird above soaring high
the crab cursed "why me God, why ?"
"purpose of your life, to feed the needy"
the God replied "don't be greedy"
go to the fishermen, death will be speedy
but God, "i am the one who is needy"
The God gave a smiling look.
turned around, running back crab a snook
but was swept away in the hook
liberated from its life, a second it took
the bird said "THANK YOU GOD"