Do you believe...?

[Huguenot]

Thought this was fun, so maybe you guys will enjoy? ;-) There's an intriguing clash at the beginning of verse four that could have been easily resolved. I don't know whether this is deliberate by Mr. Noel or just crappy interweb stuff where I picked it up...

Do I believe in God?

Well yes, I suppose, in a sort of way;

It's really terribly hard to say.

I'm sure there must be, of course,

Some kind of vital, motive force,

Some power that holds the winning cards

Behind life's ambiguous facades,

But whether you think me odd or not

I can't decide if it's God or not.

I look at the changing sea and sky

And try to picture eternity;

I gaze at immensities of blue

And say to myself "It can't be true

That somewhere up in that abstract sphere

Are all the people that once were here,

Attired in white and shapeless gowns

Sitting on clouds like eiderdowns

Plucking on harps and twanging lutes

With cherubim in their birthday suits,

Set in an ageless, timeless dream

Part of a formulated scheme

Formulated before the Flood

Before the amoeba left the mud

And, stranded upon a rocky shelf

Proceeded to subdivide itself."

I look at the changing sea and sky

And try to picture infinity;

I gaze at a multitude of stars

Envisaging the men on Mars,

Wondering if they too are torn

Between their sunset and their dawn

By dreadful night-engendered fears

Of what may lie beyond their years

And if they too, through thick and thin,

Are dogged by consciousness of Sin.

Have they, to give them self-reliance,

A form of Martian Christian Science?

Or do they live in constant hope

Of dispensations from some Pope?

Are they pursued from womb to tomb

By hideous prophesies of doom?

Have they cathedral, church or chapel?

Are they concerned with Adam's Apple?

Have they immortal souls like us

Or are they less presumptuous?"

Do I Believe? -- Noel Coward

[Tony.London Suburbs]

"The Master" at his finest!>:D