God had to shake the grounds of a nation,
So that the rest of this world could see,
The needs of a dying people,
Living in such pain and poverty.
Unless we lived close to it,
Our hearts and eyes could not begin to bear,
All the suffering that’s been going on for generations,
All that was happening over there.
Now that our world sees for once,
What has been going on,
We can begin to understand…
Why our God…chose to shake this nations ground.
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem