Thurman P. Woodfork


If I could put an end to all the world’s pain,
And insure that war would never again
Raise its fearsome sword on earth;
If I could mandate that every birth
Would fill the world with joy and love;
And that everyone worked hand in glove.
If I knew that, from Winter through Fall,
My wisdom was superior to all;
Then I would own this spinning sod
And there would be no need for God.