You With No Answers

Fact
We are all going to lose
Everyone we love

I wonder if you hear
Or it’s just a broken Prayer
If you intended all this
If you can even bring yourself to look  

I wonder if you really know
Or am I, are we  
Just a random act

A Man with such Conviction
Compassion and forgiveness
Can sit idle
As a child, his child withers away
While a mother prays with her last breath

You really sit up there in your heaven
Watching and hearing 
And staying silent

So what is it that you will save me from
If I fool myself into faith
Because the only gift you  really give 
You take back in the end

I’m going to live
I’m going love
I’ll pray, I’ll Sin 
I’ll make mistakes
And if I ask you will forgive
You have no choice
You’re Guilty too
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Agustin Avatar
June 7, 2024 at 11:25 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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February 13, 2016 at 11:13 PM
elizabeth, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
Brown Avatar
November 8, 2009 at 4:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Elizabeth. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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November 7, 2009 at 9:36 PM
I can relate to this Elizabeth - I have been there and had those same thoughts - I learned that it is done to prepare you to be strong enough to get through what is going to be tougher than this event down the line. If you cannot mentally get through this - you will not be strong enough for the next. Write it down and rid the anger onto the paper until you have nothing else to write. It works.
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