Is There Anything Out There
Is there anything out there, near or far, that cares about our lives?
That might care about my life? That truly cared about Brian's life?
So many of us believe there is. Brian believed. He had great faith.
How could he have suffered so? He loved God and prayed believing.
He told me once he thought God had a special destiny for him,
To do good things in God's honor. Was Brian self-deceiving?
I did not see a loving hand shielding Brain.
I do not feel a loving hand shielding me.
I'm going nowhere with this poem, I know. Just random scraps
Of thoughts and feelings, while pain embraces me
Where once God's love with caring blessings seemed to embrace.
Pain, and
The misery of mishaps
Have taken their place.
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Written by Michael LP, aka MLP
Written on Saturday, July 23, 2011
Copyright (C) Michael LP. All rights reserved
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