I Speak..... God Speaks Poem by Lora Colon

I SPEAK:

Heard some news, don't know if it's true,
Can't believe everything you hear;
People claim God's been talking to them,
Really? I've been waiting for years!

I'm hoping for a message, maybe a sign,
I know the order is tall;
Oh, how deafening silence can be,
But the silence says it all

I do my best to keep an open mind,
I pray when there's a disaster;
Just in case someone is listening,
But so far, there's been no answer

I try to choose right over wrong,
I can't tolerate hypocrisy;
If injustice clouds the issues,
You're going to hear from me

But the journey's been a long one,
Sometimes pleasant, sometimes rough;
I wouldn't want to repeat it -
Undoubtedly, once is enough!

I sometimes wonder where I'm going,
Without a map, it's hard to know;
No signposts or landmarks to guide me,
I'm traveling like a hobo

My worthless journey's almost over,
And to tell the truth, my friend,
I really don't care if God exists,
I'm just waiting for this trip to end

GOD SPEAKS:

I like listening to Lorraine, she's a runaway train,
On a broken track, heading off a cliff;
She's a troubled soul, sometimes out of control,
On stormy seas, she's a broken little skiff

But she has a lot of spunk, doesn't buy the junk
She sees in the papers and on the screen;
She loves to philosophize, debate and scrutinize
Right and wrong, and everything in between

She's quite a character, and I'd like to talk to her,
But I have a lot of trouble getting through;
Her mind is always working, ideas always lurking,
So I usually just sit back and enjoy the view

I've listened to her thoughts, I've seen her overwrought
With ideas that she likes to turn and twist;
I recall a particular day I was caught up in the fray,
She had me wondering if I do exist!

But I still like Lorraine, though she's a runaway train,
And sometimes finds herself on the wrong track;
She carries my word, and makes sure that it's heard,
I can rely on her to complete the task