O, Lord we call upon your name. Will the signs of his behavior ever change. A mother's love, I dare not be ashame. When we seek you by prayer and fasting. The question is, 'Do I keep on asking? ' When will his healing come? Is it just me or is it just for some. O Lord when its too much to bare. Sometimes I just sit and stare. I no longer say it's my fault. Even when such pain enter my thoughts. I seek you Lord and through your words to pray in healing is what I am being taught. There are times I say O Lord, 'I will only share my life with you.' Would I dare share this lamentation with someone new. The tears, the pain, and even times of shame I have felt. Its on my knees I have wept. Seeking you O Lord that my mind has been kept.
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