This text is inspired by a dialog written by Joseph Michael Straczynski for Babylon5 where the doctor and G'Kar discuss why God (Whoever might be meant by this word) makes it so hard for us sentient beeings. The doctor comes up with the classical theological question: Can God create a stone so heavy, even he can't lift it? So maybe this is evening the odds ... even 'he' has his limits ;-)

Evening the Odds

And sometimes I wonder

Can god create a symphony

So beautiful and complex,

Even he couldn’t play it

And maybe, this is, why we may

Why are we facing

The unsolvable problems

The unbearable guilt

The never understandable

Why are we facing

The unloving others

The missing fathers

And missing mothers         

Sometimes I wonder

Can god create a riddle

So vast, so complex

Even he can’t solve it –

And maybe – that’s us

Evening the odds

So it all must play through

All permutations

All ways wandered

All tears shed

All stories echo

In us

How can we live

With a future unexpectable

Converging to death

Through fights we can not hope to win

How can we solve

The everlasting question

The unanswered needs

And the missing reasons  

Sometimes I wonder

Can god create a creature

So hating, so destructive

Even his love fails to heal –

And maybe – that’s us

Evening the odds

Sometimes I wonder

can god create a riddle

So vast, so complex

Even he can’t solve it –

And maybe – that’s us

Evening the odds

And sometimes I wonder

Can god create a symphony

So beautiful and complex,

Even he couldn’t play it

And maybe, this is, why we may

 (c) 02/2009 Robert Stein-Holzheim

 
 
P.S.:
Maybe he isn’t just almighty
Maybe this is evening the odds
why should he have it easy
while we carry on the lot