Empty Sky

A poem about examining the existence of God

Endless blue
Taunting invisibility
Screams of mine
Travel so high
Into nothingness
Asking you why

My people
My family
Those hiding scared
The starving
The broken
Me

Why must all good die?
Under your ruthless hand
Your chosen people burned
Good people hurt
Suffering reigns
Prayers unanswered
Millions of voices rising into the sky

They worship you
They love you
But not I
I will not worship
The empty skies