Video window
blares the news
grave
images
roll in
pain of
the world
tragedy show
day and night
the heartbreak
is
relentless
makes one
question
the very
existence
of God
when we see
so much
disfunction
in his creation
God is love?
God is perfect?
where's the proof?
Maybe this
is one
of them
mystery
queries
with no
answer
Maybe God
has a plan
we were never
meant to
understand
or maybe
we were
just a
rough draft?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem