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I looked into the eyes of a dying child 
And asked her if there was anything I could do
Anything that may lessen the pain
Anything that would make her forget
She said, “ Sing for me, Oh! stranger
Sing in that beautiful voice of yours
Sing till I pass away in peace
Sing for me, Oh! Please do.”
I sang in a voice trembling with fear
Laden with sadness and pain
I sang about God, his glory
About God’s ways of which we know nothing
As the song ended, she smiled that little sad smile
And asked in a voice ever so frail
“ If there is a God, then why am I here
Have I lived my life? Answer me this
What are his plans, so grand, that don’t let me live
Is my death part of a greater truth?”
Saying this she closed her little eyes
Squeezed my hand with her tiny hands
And let out her last little breath
And looked radiant even in death. 

Copyright © Manoj Kumar

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  1. Date: 9/14/2009 10:24:00 AM
    super sad....

  1. Date: 8/27/2009 9:33:00 AM
    Sir, no words...the poem is sad, but touches the heart. Its going to haunt me for some time.facts, plain and simple.

  1. Date: 8/23/2009 12:00:00 AM
    beautiful and a great tribute, a great release for the soul... its what i think... :) in the favs, enjoy your night.

  1. Date: 8/17/2009 5:35:00 AM
    Good morning Manoj. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today. I truly enjoyed reading it. So sorry for the loss.. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 8/17/2009 5:34:00 AM
    Good morning Manoj. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today. I truly enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 8/16/2009 10:41:00 AM
    This is a very descriptive and expressive poem for all parents who have lost a child. Every good and perfect gift comes from above and if it is not good and perfect it comes from somewhere else. When Adam sinned in the garden, he lost his authority over the earth and Satan full reign. Someday and someday soon the tide will change and the control will revert back. Hallejah. Amen. Sara

  1. Date: 8/16/2009 6:48:00 AM
    Sad, but lovely poem>>James