It's Time To Ask Him
I wish to ask you something
It’s just me, but I think I speak for everyone.
I know I’m just a meek person.
But somehow I feel important.
I’m probably not, but someone said I was.
Someone that means a lot to me.
My question is a big one -
But you’re library Is bigger, I hope.
A question you would tire of hearing
Were you mortal and short on time.
But you’re not.
My question goes unanswered -
Though I’m sure my friend has asked you
And their friend has asked you too, I’m sure.
I’m also wondering, if you don’t mind
When do we deserve to ask it?
After all, we’ve lost so many in the process
Trying to make things right
Since you didn’t make it that way.
So I have to ask you, for us all -
Why do you let people die?
Why is it you let children starve?
Is there something you know that we don’t?
If we knew what it was, do you think we’d let it happen?
Would Your reason be reason enough -
To let children get raped, or to let animals be tortured?
Would it be reason enough to let soldiers die
For a war they didn’t want.
Would it be reason enough to let babies not be born?
Or to let them be tossed aside by uncaring mothers?
Would it be reason enough to give people cancer?
Or watch as whole families fall apart?
Or have a woman get beaten, even once?
So is this for our own good -
Or is it for yours?
I’m not saying that I doubt you,
I’m just not pretending I don’t anymore.
You can answer anytime now.
Anytime you’re ready…
Copyright © Tammy Armstrong | Year Posted 2006
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