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Through Blurry Tears
by louis gander So angered by their lies, I felled, with raging hate that I had held - livid by the wrongs that gripped, and trying to escape, I yelled! I sought a place so far away - where I could go, forever stay - from evil, sinful, wicked men - I quickly left, without delay. Then on a park bench feeling low - my tears began to really flow. Dark and dreary was that eve - I had no place to really go. "WHY me, dear God," I asked down in, "allowed you why, man's evil sin - to break me down in pieces so - and bring me torture deep within?" I lost my job - have You no clue? I lost my car and savings too - I lost all love for other folk. Your answer God, is overdue." Heard I, a voice that caught my ears - his age, at most, was ten short years. Embarrassed I, so hid them quick - my lonely, sorry, selfish tears. I could not look him in the eye - nor let him see this old man cry. I stared down at the ground is all. The "hi" I said was just a lie. He had few words, but gave support - oh, no one could my problems sort. And least of all this tiny boy, who's lived a life so very short. But there, he listened patiently and took his time to talk to me. He seemed to understand my pain - and somehow we could just agree. The minutes spent seemed very few, our little friendship grew and grew. "Just ask me any question, son - and maybe I can help you too." I heard some sorrow in the air, when he asked me, "Why's life unfair?" So I looked up through blurry tears, and noticed then, his wheel chair. I sat there stunned and never moved - and problems mine, were not removed. This lesson learned, I'll not forget, "And now, my God, a life I'll prove." Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |