Where are you today Lord?
There are so many children cryin'…
So many mothers tears fallin'
So many babies dyin'
Is today aheavenly Holiday?
Do Gods need a rest?
Why not just make a miracle
Put suffering to the test?
Why let suffer all the innocents?
It puzzles me no end
And makes not the slightest sense
Are you enemy…or are you friend?
To not provide a simple crust of bread
A meager bowl of gruel
What's going on in your heavenly head
That you should seem so cruel?
Could the needless deaths
Have lost their sting? ...
Do you not count the last drawn breaths
As no more than pearls…'pon an endless string?
It seems clear that there's a pattern here
Repeated since creation
That the innocent are not held dear
Nor worthy of salvation
I'm just a simple man of no great insight
But I often wonder (when I'm bored)
Wondering about mankind's plight
And wonderin'where you are this very night
…Just wondering My Lord…
Tuesday, January 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: religious