Wishing Well Poem by Owen Bittner

Where was doG
before it started that morning.
He works in mysterious ways?
How about a heads up or warning.

Allowing tragedy
demanding prayers for mercy.
As a beaten dog is thankful
when we cease our fury.

Permit to happen
choosing not to intervene?
Or as powerless as we
to prevent the dog’s pain.

Killings because
no God is in schools today?
Extorting protection
He was watching all the way.

Benevolent deity
trust in Him they sell.
Like tossing a penny
into a wishing well.