Seriously, What's the Rush?

In the beginning
Man makes some kind of home
Only decision
is made by a sex chromosome
Situations make for a new direction
Situations make for a massacre
In the middle
righteous are roasted to cinders
where’s the love
it never appears from above
Situations make for a new reflection
Situations make for a brand new light
When the heavens come a crashing down on us
I won’t pray, but what I will say
is we may have missed the bus
When the ho-holy maker shakes his head
I won’t freeze or fall on my knees
but I may go back to bed
Because seriously what’s the rush?
Where’s the love
It never appears to the needy
Where’s the love
It never appears from above
Situations make for a new messiah
Genetically modified by science and surgical sense