This morning when I yearned to pray
I found that I had no words to say
It’s not that my heart is empty nor full
It’s more like my heart feels numb or dull
The contradictions are mounting higher than high
While my body my spirit and mind breaths a sigh
I can’t explain nor understand
God’s way is higher than any man
And any man such as my dad
Shouldn’t lay in pain and as sad
But, there is not much left of the dad I knew
The one who grabbed a gun to walk in the morning dew
Now he is screaming in pain
And all my prayers feels in vain
And yet I see Him, my God, answer my call
When I ask Him to break down a wall
So I can show my dad who the Lord really is
Jesus gives the moment of clear bliss
Oh God, my one desire in all of this
Is that people will meet You and feel Your kiss.
Your poetry is prayer. This is such a hard burden to bear. May God give your father and you the strength you need to walk this path together.
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Thank you for the kind words.
May the Lord bless you.
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Your poem is poignant—and it says it all! God be with you and your Dad during this time!
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Thank you.
Sometimes words come out more easily when writing poems.
God bless you.
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sometimes prayer isn’t needed – it’s enough to rest in His Arms. ❤
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