Diane Perna Poet Free verse

Who Would Listen

Who Would Listen

No one would listen when I said,
“Why does Daddy hate me?”

No one would listen when I said,
“That bad man tried to touch me

No one would listen when I said,
“I was deeply saddened and needed help!”

My broken demeanor spoke volumes 
but no one cared enough to listen.

God wouldn’t listen when my broken voice 
Spoke loudly pleading to take away my brother’s 
Cancer as he suffered so terribly.

God wouldn’t listen to my broken voice
Shrouded with pain, when I asked for strength
As I struggled with the heartache of losing my
Beloved brother.

The loss of my brother’s life left me 
Shuddering alone in silence.

Who will listen, here, no one but  
When I am face to face with God  
I pray He will forgive my failings. 
 
My greatest hope is to rejoin my Brother 
in Heaven with all wounds healed, 
Joy in our hearts and restored as God’s 
Children who we always were but  
no one wouldn’t listen.

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Joanna Davis December 12, 2022 at 8:03 PM Profound, poignant, and painful. The Creator always listens, and speaks to us. But sometimes our scream so loud, we can’t hear what’s being said. Our tears so blinding, we cannot see the right path to tread. You are loved always.

Christopher Flaherty September 30, 2021 at 3:44 PM Diane I am not only listening I am speechless and at a total and utter loss for words. Who would listen Anybody or anyone who wishes to be considered human or sane

Peter Rees March 25, 2021 at 5:48 AM A sad treatise on the way of the world- selfish and uncaring, taking its lead from God apparently. Bleakly, unrelentingly pessimistic, with only a tiny sliver of personal hope remaining. Or am I misreading the author’s thinking here ?