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When God Is Not God

Seeing the troubles that fill the earth He bestows upon them no rage Love He shows not to His created Who die daily of hope's unfriendliness On them the battle of life holds well its grip This they have blamed on the Maker's choice Death has come is their precious thought Defeat at last being their lovely hymn How the mortals question the Immortal When the world puts on not her usual smile Has He stopped to be good? Has God stopped to be God?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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