Linda Ori

Rookie - 189 Points (08/13/1945 / UTAH)

Compassion - Poem by Linda Ori

Oh, God! Cannot you hear their cries?
These creatures lost and in despair
They weep for all their wretched lives
And wonder - does He even care?
Oh, God! Cannot you feel their pain?
Their souls ripped out and oozing life
They wander through the wind and rain
And wonder - does He wield this knife?
How awful is this holocost
How dreadful is their fate
What suffering must they undergo
When will it be too late?
Bring now your great compassion
Embrace these creatures tight,
Protect them from the horrors
Of this dark and endless night;
Shine down on them with caring,
With warmth, with peace and love,
Don't leave them to destruction -
Bring them guidance from above.

Comments about Compassion by Linda Ori

  • (1/9/2007 4:30:00 PM)

    Is he asleep or what? You have to wonder! Everywhere there is pain, even if it's that of sympathy/empathy, and is the relief that we'd expect from a compassionate God ever granted? How many believers are puzzled by this strange anomaly? Is it a wholesale test of the witnesses? What if they don't act?
    A passionate, poetic and heartfelt plea for compassion from your God Linda. I'm an atheistic but wish there was a creature capable of rectifying the ills of the world. I would very be happy to believe if he showed his hand as you'd expect him to. Regardless, it is a plea for action that needs to be taken. jim
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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (5/20/2006 1:05:00 AM)

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  • (3/24/2006 11:45:00 PM)

    Good poem. I find it easier to believe that a personal caring god is wishful thinking on our part. (Report) Reply

  • (3/4/2006 8:37:00 PM)

    Linda, you express well the sense of violence and the confusion induced by the storm, and the suffering. And your prayer is heartfelt.
    (God's ways are not the ways of the limited human mind, and at times in my own life, what may have been God's Compassion looked and felt like destruction to me, because destruction sometimes precedes creation. I don't feel God ever *enjoys* anyone's suffering, though-rather, suffers with us.)
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  • (2/21/2006 12:57:00 AM)

    Well phrased supplication, Linda. Nice work... (Report) Reply

  • Charles M Moore (2/12/2006 6:57:00 PM)

    love it, great understanding. (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (12/26/2005 10:08:00 AM)

    first poem i read of yours. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 24, 2005

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