Stricken by torrential tsunami
Life has become devastated
Hope broken, wasted, and died
Devoid of ember, turning to ash.
Existence is finite, it goes
Such destiny is inevitable
Caught as victim of pain
Hurt, beaten to pieces.
Sought God's providence
Often in time of turbulence
But when life is abundance
We ignore His presence.
We have no time for God
When life so pleasant
But we cry so much
Upon tribulation.
And blame on Him
All our sufferings
For forsaking us
In death.
You pull at the heart here Marvin, it is so well composed, honesty written with such raw emotion, and then the wisdom of it all, quite stunning to say the very least Love duncan X
You pen despair, desolation, the role of destiny and providence and then with carefully chosen words deplore opportunism and hedonism- nice job.
A very strong message you've put in here, Friendship..And i say amen to this..others only neef Him in time of emergencies..well, thanks for this message..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with the truth that you portray. Well said.