The Great Doctor, The Healer Of Our Souls Poem by Garret Raja

My womb feels heavy, burdened with pain
As I walk, I feel it ache again and again
I've been trying for a baby for three long years
But nothing's happening, despite the tears

They say I need medicines, to clean my womb
But it feels like a constant cycle of gloom
Every time I see a child, my heart breaks
And the pain inside me, becomes too hard to take

Everyone has a suggestion, a different doctor to try
But I know in my heart, that God is the great healer in the sky
It hurts to walk, to work, to open my mouth
When all I want is to hold my child, north, south, east, and west, facing out

Why do they ask me, deliberately hurting me so?
As if they don't know the pain inside me, that continues to grow
I pray for strength, for hope, for a miracle from above
And in the end, I know that God will show me His love

For He is the great doctor, the healer of our souls
And in Him, I put my trust, as He makes me whole
I'll keep believing, keep hoping, and keep trying
And in the end, I know that my baby will be here, crying.