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God,
One day, will you tell my why
little babies have to die?
Children starve while mothers cry
Deadly bombs drop from the sky
God, tell me. Tell me why.

God,
Feel the ground about to shake
People buried in the quake
Rescue missions are at stake
Hearts you made weren't meant to break
God, tell me. Tell me why. 

God,
One day will you please explain
Primal screams all laced with pain
Healthy minds now gone insane
Slashed wrists causing crimson stain
God, tell me. Tell me why.

God,
Do You see this genocide?
Children have no place to hide
Sniped and slautered, rights denied
Bodies burned, the wounds split wide
God, tell me. Tell me why. 

God,
Families are torn apart
by aggressors with no heart
"Torture, maim, erase from chart
anyone who won't depart!"
God, tell me.  Tell me why. 

God,
Hurting souls cry out to You
Vengence waits, I know it's true
Now, Lord, now...what can we do
as our hearts are torn in two?
God, please tell me.

God,
Seared in conscience are the dead
Lying here upon my bed
Why them and not me instead?
Wakeful thoughts are filled with dread
God, is heaven up ahead?

God, please....tell me. 

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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