1970s >> 1978 >> no-881-january-1978

    Ben believed in God, a superior spirit in the sky,

    An all powerful being, a saviour on High.

    God, he said, was in you, around you.

    A part of your life

    Whether you be rich or poor

    In peace or in strife.

 

    Billy, Ben’s neighbour, asked how he knew He was there

    And Ben said: “Don’t be impertinent! Besides, that’s not fair.

    God is God, the giver of Love; the Lord is always so near.

    Everyone knows it’s Faith you need, then you’d know for sure He was here”.

    The observers of this encounter cheered Ben’s clear cut words

    For if there was anything clearer than what Ben had explained

    Then they were sure that they’d never heard.

 

    Billy slowly walked away, a frown flitted across his brow so sad

    But no-one was concerned at this facial expression

    Because everyone knew that Billy was mad.

    You see, Billy believed in this little green man

    Who wandered the streets of the land.

    You couldn’t see him, hear him or speak to him at will

    But as sure as the sky above was blue

    The little green man had everything planned.

 

    “I’ll go to the green man when I’m dead!” Billy yelled.

    “The green man’s garden is the best place to stay.”

    He told everyone this from his box in the town

    And they came and locked poor Billy away.

 

Paul Breeze