Where Are You God Without Batting An Eye Lid? Poem by Terence George Craddock

Where Are You God Without Batting An Eye Lid?



in World Wars millions of men die with your presence hid
without you batting an eye lid, into bloody soup war millions slid;
millions cried out to you in their pain their anguish their need
but only evil kept marching serving demons, beasts of blood greed;


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Sunday, March 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: demons,god,war
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Split image from the poem 'We Love You God' by the poet Terence George Craddock.
Written in March 2016 on the 5&21.3.2016
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