ANGUISH

POET
Person of extreme thinking
My eyes can smell
My brain is stinking

We all see bizarre and terrible scenes
Then we write down on paper
The Horror
So we can stop the screams

Then we all wait for God’s
Next Lighting Bolt
And then we ask?

Why did he kill his family?
Why did they shoot the children in school?
Why did they use gas on civilians?
Why did they stone the woman?
Why would a Priest do that?

If God can create great beauty and is the main reason
Why we all have rich, full and comfortable lives
God is also responsible for Man’s Brutality

So the next time you ask why
And tears are streaming from your eyes
God wants us all to know
This life we all live comes with a price
We all must pay

Accept the anguish
And when it is your turn to enter the next life
Only then will
God’s Love Languish