Long Lossworld Poems

Devastation

I'm devastated, from the 
devastation sometimes I ask myself 
why the good ones die young and 
leave us here hurting, pull back the 
curtains because I don't want them 
to see me cry these tears, but 
maybe then will I get a response 
from Heaven as the end draws near. 
This ain't about me but I'm 
devastated from the devastation, if 
only we could be as dedicated to 
save a life like we are to take one, 
Lord God I don't even know these 
victims, but these tears I shed are 
real it's deeper than a poetic 
sentence, I'm developing a hatred 
for the world we're living in, but you 
paid the price the remission of sins, 
I mourn for the families they're all 
my brothers and sisters, this world 
is so broken we need you now to 
come and fix it, what's wrong wit 
us? Why are we so hateful, I've 
never killed a man but even my life 
at times looks like it disgraces you, 
Matthew chapter five verse four, 
comfort them I pray renew their 
strength in you Lord... Dedicated to 
Larelle Amos, rest easy