A LETTER TO GOD
The beast has invaded my brother
Been in him for many years
He roams from city to city
To where I do not know
His home is the city streets
He was a kind generous man
Give the shirt right of his back
He love to go fishing
He did a lot of that
Brought it home in a sack
The beast sneaked up behind him
Carried him off somewhere
you, ll know him when you see him
He looks a lot like his dad
If he is dead or alive I cannot say
Please lord, cast the demons out
As you did in days of yore
A bottle of booze is his just reward
So the demons say
The beast within him reigns
Tell him I love him
Tell him I miss him
Tell him is children have grown
Tell him his sister as gone to heaven
Tell him to come home
You have the power lord
I do not
Cast out the beast lord
Bring him home today
Verna Goulding Ralph
I hope God has read this letter. Will reply soon as He does to every mail. His mailbox is always full of letters, e-mails, sms.....A very deep and meaningful poem indeed.
This is a very sad, incredibly moving poem, Verna. Alcoholism (the beast) is such an incredible waste of a person's otherwise lovely attributes. I hope the Lord listens...
I am in conflict with my God. I shall set fire on his throne and will see him weeping with his angels
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yours this write is on behalf of many such grieving sisters, Verna...your sad lines weigh heavily down into reader mind...touching realistic write...10