'Who Will Hear Their Screams? ' Poem by Greg Oosterhouse

Who will hear their screams?
Who will answer their cries?
It's been so long, it seems
Since they have sighed their sorrowful sighs.

They are waiting for their Moses
To deliver them from their plight.
As their Achilles' heel closes
The door on their pain free flight.

'How long? ', they ask
As they endure the strife,
As each day they face the task
Of carrying their heavy lot throughout life.

It seems like relief will never come,
As each day goes by without a sign
Of that long-awaited deliverer to enter their home
And ease their burden, and make them feel oh, so fine.

When willl the deliverer arrive?
'Never', to them it seems.
Each day is a burden to be alive,
As they wonder: 'Who will hear our screams? '


Lord, there is none beside, nor before You.
Domine Deus, tu solus sanctus. Amen.

© Greg A. Oosterhouse,12-26-2006