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Unforgiving God
And then the boy
Drifts off to sleep
Breathing heavily
Face peaceful.
A million prayers
Drift down to Earth
Not one cared for
By this unforgiving God.
The boy, the boy
Face pale and cold
His father’s prayers ignored
His mother’s mocked.
A handful of prayers
Drift up to God
Recognized and answered
By this unforgiving Lord.
This poor child
Innocent and beautiful;
Perfection manifest
And sweet and kind.
Those prayers answered
By this prejudiced God
Came from the richest,
Most powerful kings.
The mother weeps,
The father cries,
And everyone knows
That he was not meant to die.
This god people worship
And follow and beg
May not be so kind
And we where all led.
The child was not guilty
Of any large crime
Yet the parents where cursed
To grieve for their beloved.
Of course life is not fair!
That’s what we’re always told.
It makes us wonder
What kind Earth was molded?
Does the Lord mock us,
Or laugh at our mistakes?
How can I worship
Someone like that…?
They’re just questions,
So don’t get worked up.
Because in reality,
Questions aren’t worth much.
That little boy,
So much like many,
Died for nothing
And caused so much suffering.
And this God
So unforgiving
Ignores so much
And gives not aplenty.
This poem is for
You people out there
Shrouded in misery
And illusions of despair.
It’s for those people
Who think they have it rough
When in actuality
They hold so much.
And for those people
Who know what it means
To loose something
To some unforgiving cause.
And also for the people
Who secretly know
What this poem
Is really about.
Those select few people
Who find the secret meaning
Who know it by heart
And live it in life.
And then the boy
Drifts off to sleep
Breathing nothing
But that which is eternal.
Thank you for reading.
- by Emma M Hunnycut |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/10/2009 |
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- Title: Unforgiving God
- Artist: Emma M Hunnycut
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Description:
A poem about truths and lies. It has a bit of a... secret meaning to it. An ulterior implication, if you will. If you get it, then you are one of the more... special people in this world. You'll know when you read it if you are one.
"A million prayers
Drift down to Earth
Not one cared for
By this unforgiving God..."
- Date: 07/10/2009
- Tags: unforgiving secret life death
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Smexy Prinny - 09/18/2009
- i know what you are talking about
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- A-DifferentialResponse - 07/15/2009
- Nice
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- silent_but_sweet13 - 07/13/2009
- Itwas great and I understand what you mean. God can be cruel sometimes. My great great grandmother passed away before her time. And to make it worst it was three days before her birthay.
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- Chrysolas - 07/10/2009
- While I still love God, trust and worship him, I understand where you and others are coming from. I like the poem, though.
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