Delivered And Personally Addressed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Some are able with an ability to see,
Events before they actually occur.
And there are regular worshippers,
Who pray for answers to their questions...
To be revealed to help them heal.
With a preference wished...
Noticed and preferred.

And when the answers come,
To be delivered by 'someone'...
God has chosen to deliver to them,
That message without a moment hesitation.
Those very same folks who say they pray with faith,
Turn away to dismiss the gift that has arrived.
And to them given!

WHY?
People are conditioned to go through their routines.
And this they do without purpose or meaning.
And their 'why' expressed is always attached,
To a 'me' that suffers duress.
And no one confesses to dismissing,
A message delivered and personally addressed.

'What are they looking for?
Someone dressed in 'Tux and Tails'...
With an orchestra and chorus led by a conductor? '

~Your Majesty...
I wish I had the answer to this dilemma.
But You must agree,
These creatures are Your creations.~

'I am reminded everytime,
I hear them complain, moan and whine.
And 'still' they refuse to listen to Me.'

~Maybe it is in the disbelief of their beliefs.~