In Contradiction Of Man

Here bigins a philosophical story
of a man with an irritating itch,
And the guilty flea declared in glory
"Your human blood I find so rich!"

The man laughed at the tiny flea
then bellowed in a taunting voice,
"I won't have your type feed on me
to exterminate I have no choice!"

The man used powders and a spray
while trying to kill the tiny flea,
Muttering to himself along the way
"No insect's as clever as me!"

The chemicals he used were the best
they even carried a guarantee,
'To rid your home of every known pest
especially the bloodsucking flea!'

Weeks passed with the flea still alive
then the man could be heard to say,
"How could this little beastie survive
when I feel so ill this day?"

For the man suffered a chemical reaction
not mentioned within the guarantee,
'If feeling an itch from a skin irritation
don't use toxins to kill the flea!'

Yet who in creation would have believed
and who on earth could foresee,
That such a tragedy might be conceived
his demise came because of a flea!

In his last gasp the man forgave the flea
on feeling no itch upon his skin,
Then before his death rattle was set free
it released his spirit from within!

As his soul drifted towards heaven that day
the man in death at last could see,
That God had acted in a mysterious way
when selecting a man before a flea!