Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Dramatic Monologue

To Unknown God

To Unknown God,

You know…

I cried, nights after nights;
I fought attacks after attacks;
I hid my self in the dark;
Where were you when I needed you most?

You know…

I was not Job, neither was I David;
It was just me…young and weak;
The dark knight shattered my innocence;
Where were you when I needed you most?

Still, 

I felt…the blessings,
For my sufferings, I became strong;
Alas, the golden sun now shines on me;
Is it you who make it shine?

You know…

Today, I am a poet,
Writing poems, one after the other;
Happy and full of life, one thing thou, 
Please erase, the bitter memories, in my heart.

You know…

I was a young poet, then;
Now is only the re-birth…of olden dream,
And, of the old self;
For my strength, I thank you, O, Father.

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