it’s just a question
one that
keeps me awake
at
night
many
have asked
and
i suspect
many more
will ask
over
the centuries
to come
if there is indeed
a merciful god
why
isn’t there
divine intervention
to
protect
innocent children
from
the cruelty
of
mankind
oh
that free ticket
into
heaven’s a nice
consolation prize
but
wouldn’t it be better
to
give them
a chance
at
life
the nation’s first charters crafted by the founding fathers concealed their intent to build an empire like that in britain a matter of pure greed and greed’s cancerous effects though denied by historians was evident for one merely needed to count the slaughtered bodies that history had disguised as acts of valor by men claiming that freedom was their reason for murder so indigenous women and children were just collateral damage during the nation’s founding the fields of battle a place of scorched earth and rape in liberty’s name not your usual concept of patriotic acts of valor but crimes of hate and greed which was infused into the nation’s fiber but the founders knew that few would want to die for another’s greed so parables were created to conceal the truth so war’s dead could be wrapped in flags and national fables
ain’t never wondered
if
you were there
or
not
cuz’
i’ve been carrying
this
holy book
as
my shield
since
i was young
and
force fed
to believe
without
doubt
there
was
some higher
power
than man
as well as
purpose
for
my life
but
as
i’m saying
this final prayer
surrounded
by
the rotting flesh
of
innocent lives
i’m
just wondering
if
you’ve
ever
been
there
tragic events always seem to bring out the comparisons how tough things were before or how good someone has it now but when it strikes a child we retreat from our usual self-pity dialogues and question life’s fairness we compare our childhood with the one this child will never have asking why what has this child done that all of heaven has forsaken them there’s never a suitable answer just the old god works in mysterious ways or it’s his will neither ever addresses the real question why a child and not those who brought about the child’s death
it went unnoticed but a sparrow died today didn’t make the news like the deaths of some children children worldwide of color isn’t it strange how valueless some lives are made
there’ll be no long prayers
barely time to toss ashes
into the night’s wind
there are no burial spaces
just missile and bomb craters
unfit for even the dead
Read Between the Minds 