The Father Is Aware Poem by Thaddeus McDougleberry
The Father Is Aware
Time is a river
Of love and loss
Of hope and gain
The lighted cities
The barren plains
The mother's cry
The world don't care
Of life and death
The world don't care
And since the beginning
The world don't care
Of your pain — and mine
The world don't care
And Zeus don't care
And the Church don't care
And until the bitter end
The world won't care
But only God knows
And numbers the hairs
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2/23/2026 3:28:58 PM # 1.0.0
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