Terence George Craddock Poems

we love you God in the place you dwell
hell is on earth this world horrors swiftly tell
millions billions called out to you as they dust fell;
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we love you God in the place you dwell
in war it is time for us to leave to go to hell
without you noticing God not even a sparrow falls
but in World Wars millions of men die without aid
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we love you God in the place you dwell
it is time for us to leave, to go to battle hell;
without you noticing God not even a sparrow falls
but in wars women children bleed, suffering starvation calls;
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to serve
the people
or to serve
self interests?
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those of us who walk the barren wastes of the wilderness
like spies in the cold war who never came in from the cold
must walk in wilderness so you may walk in cities of light
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seasoned wine aged in harvested maturity
grapes ripened in long hot Summer days
grapes purple red green clusters on vines
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in ages past God was closer to us than our life veins
God permeated the air was in every breath we breathed
God flowed in thoughts our veins God was our life blood
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small lives small deaths
loss within families
small inheritance gifts
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there are so many kinds of death so many kinds of burial
strangers buried alive in past suffering impaled upon betrayal
affairs of the heart infiddelities vigor of aspired to duplicity
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sympathy is the vogue people tongue tied or trying desperately
to be polite show good form put on a good show be respectful
to avoid speaking ill of the dead means avoiding plague memories
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