Love Or Death

I knew he would not leave us by his choice
God had struck us with a mighty sword
No longer would I hear  my father’s voice
Neither would I listen to the Lord

Why God so strong should hurt  those  who were left
Who prayed  to him with love   in depths of heart
I went inside a church  in angry  grief
I called, I hate you, God, so we must part

Later on another grief much worse
Laid me  out for death  without rebirth
But here came someone kind to raise this curse
Despite my hatred, I was of some worth

In pain we stagger   to a place unknown
Then wait for love or death  to  heal our bones
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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De Beaulieu Avatar
November 8, 2019 at 12:39 PM
Hello Katherine Braithwaite, It was hard for me when my husband died. I cried to point when i thought my body would break,it would shake so hard, i could not stop shaking. In time i healed with a poem on poetry soup. It made me stronger when i read the poem. Have a nice day my friend.
Braithwaite Avatar
November 8, 2019 at 12:49 PM
I am sorry for your suffering.I too am a widow.The pain is very raw.I am glad poetry helped you.It's a way of sharing emotions which may resonate with others.I send my very best wishes.Have a good weekend
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