Dear God
Dear God,
I ask this of you.
Why do you let people
suffer if they love you so?
I thought, you help people
by ending their suffering.
What do you people do
to make themselves love you?
I ask myself these questions
in hope for a faithful answer.
I lay there so quiet and still,
but I hear and feel nothing
but emptiness and silence.
One day will come when
everyone is happy,
but until that day comes
I turn to you for love,
help, and support through
this hard and lonely world.
I ask this of you.
Why do you let people
suffer if they love you so?
I thought, you help people
by ending their suffering.
What do you people do
to make themselves love you?
I ask myself these questions
in hope for a faithful answer.
I lay there so quiet and still,
but I hear and feel nothing
but emptiness and silence.
One day will come when
everyone is happy,
but until that day comes
I turn to you for love,
help, and support through
this hard and lonely world.
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