god criesA Poem by The Warrior PoetI lost my 13 y/o son to the choking game 2 years ago. What keeps me from hating God is my idea that maybe he's not all-powerful and that he too cried when it happened. I still can't write about it.god cries Where have you gone, oh morals of mine? And where is all of that selfless thought? The last few years and a few thousand tears, have left me barely interested in being alive. My altruism has fallen to shadow and a schism has left me at odds with God... I ripped out the pages and burned my bible last night. I love and hate these dreams of mine, both utterly detestable and utterly divine, I see my son there and hear his voice and he always makes me laugh even though I’m crying. The celebrations end every morning, When I open my eyes and remember the end... And after all these years, I still wake up dying. The only thought that keeps me from hating This God above, that I’m supposed to love, is that it wasn’t his idea to take my child. But this swanky, brilliant all-powerful being, won’t give me the words to describe how I’m feeling. My eyes are cried dry and my soul is defiled and lost. The Warrior Poet 11/18/2010 © 2010 The Warrior PoetFeatured Review
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29 Reviews Added on November 18, 2010 Last Updated on November 18, 2010 AuthorThe Warrior PoetNJAboutI am a combat veteran paratrooper and I've been writing since 1984. I was chosen by my English teacher as good candidate for Creative Writing and had to get a waiver to get into the class because my .. more..Writing
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