I Do Need You Lord, But Why

Forsaken prayer time, as shattered mirrors retract horrid rapes, bullets, suicide misses and deadly kisses evoke shame in halls etched with bloody sins, again; I cannot pray away the stench of forlorn choices and voices of disgust, I trust no man, I understand the flesh detest righteousness-best suited for the accused. Yet, I refuse to seek the meek will God founded before the foundation of the a world, before Adam and Eve thus walked and the serpent still stalks weak vows allowed to ponder vacant hearts unsaved, unscathed bathing in ridicule for so long; so- long I search with remorse the course I took The love I forsook, the book I need now. Now my lungs expand with praise raised to fly As heaven resonates with Holy cries! Holy is the Lamb of God...Praise our God!