Walking With God? Part 2
How can you love us or be our friend
When we ruin all that we have been given?’
I waited what seemed a lifetime for an answer
I looked towards the heaven, hoping for a sign
Maybe the sound of his voice showing me the way
But nothing had seemed to happen
And nothing seemed to change.
So I tried to put myself in his shoes
And looked for the answer for myself
Perhaps this is what people do all over the world
Perhaps this is what some people do everyday.
I closed my eyes and sent a message quietly in prayer
Hoping to get the answer that I have been searching for.
But instead a million voices screamed out to me
Asking question after question, over and over again.
I fell to my knees and covered up my ears
But the voices didn’t stop
I tried to open my eyes to stop the screaming sounds
That were going in and out of my brain.
It was then I heard a voice above the rest
Speaking quietly and slowly through the noise
His voice was warm and gentle
And made me feel calm all over
I can’t remember everything he said
But only the last five words remained implanted in my brain.
I don’t know whose voice this was
But I had a good idea and the last words he said to me were
‘It’s not easy being me.’
Written by Robert Meader June 2008
Copyright © Rob Meader | Year Posted 2009
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