So Where Is God

So where is God, when you need Him most, 
When those you love are in need? 
They say it's Him, who carries you through, 
They say it is Him, indeed!

How come we never get a glimpse, 
Of the 'footprints in the sand'? 
I'll tell you why, for they're not there, 
When we really need a hand.

Forget that God created man, 
For man created Him. 
The power of love and all that's good 
Fight evil and can win.

Don't think I mean that God's not real, 
In fact, I know He is. 
But man and nature rule this world, 
Not an omnipotent kiss.

Responsibility for our God, 
Lies in everything we do, 
For 'goodness' is a living thing, 
And helps us see life through.

The Devil lurks to grab our souls, 
And make a world of hate. 
But the evil deeds performed by man, 
Are the Hell that 'we' create.

So God and Satan spread their spells, 
But only you can tell 
If you are making Heaven on earth, 
Or spreading fiendish Hell.

The power of thought's a living thing 
That helps us everyday, 
But let's be clear about one thing, 
It's 'you' who paves the way.

So if your world should fall apart, 
Don't blame the God you made. 
He never did control the game 
That man and nature played.

But pray to Him to give you strength, 
To take it on the chin. 
For maybe then, both You and God 
Will find a way to win.

Ivor G Davies
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Christian Avatar
June 17, 2015 at 1:09 PM
Good write, I will always have faith he has always been there for me and ill never give up on God because he never gave up on me, Life is cruel at times but he does carry us If we let him, I like your poem its expressive,
Davies Avatar
June 19, 2015 at 5:53 AM
Thanks for your appreciation of my poetry but my 'strong' faith probably interprets God (good) slightly different to most. But if I have nobody to blame for my daughter being disabled, dying in her 20's, my losing an eye and later nearly losing my sight and finally getting skin cancer then I have difficulty believing that anybody but close friends and family supported me in my times of need.
Konos Avatar
June 17, 2015 at 7:32 AM
After reading all of this I'll have to go home,have a beer, Xanax maybe both!
Davies Avatar
June 19, 2015 at 5:40 AM
Enjoy! Have you tried meditation along with a good stiff drink.... Ivor
Lawless Avatar
June 17, 2015 at 7:30 AM
Ivor, this is, as we say in Boston, WICKED PISSA. The last two lines are "perfect".
Davies Avatar
June 19, 2015 at 5:38 AM
Thank you John, I should think he is just as difficult to find in Boston....Ivor
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