Answered Prayers? Poem by r james sterzinger

... my day continues

after stopping for a burger,
fries and a coke

I drive to the nearest bookstore
and purchase
three new books

in Chile
they are picking out bodies
out of earthquake rubble
the west coast and Hawaii braces
for a string of tsunamis

my day continues

in Afghanistan yesterday
seventeen died
in a car bombing spree

I walk across the parking lot
enter my car
share the rest my fries with my dog
rub his ears, kiss his head

my day continues

like a disinterested god
I go on with my day
as others die

the rest of the world
always goes on
with its day

and we expect answered prayers?