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Feb 20, 2009
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Was God asleep? (In memory of my brother.)
Was God asleep
or looking somewhere else?
But how could we expect
even such almighty eyes
to see so many tragedies
around the world, each day?
It would be nice to pass the buck
up to the highest spheres,
and rage at heaven, like Lear on the heath:
"How could you let this happen,
you, the all-powerful, all-knowing,
great big BOSS?"
More often, after suicide,
survivors point sharp fingers,
and closest ones attract our blame:
instead of sharing our deep grief,
we hurt each other yet again.
or looking somewhere else?
But how could we expect
even such almighty eyes
to see so many tragedies
around the world, each day?
It would be nice to pass the buck
up to the highest spheres,
and rage at heaven, like Lear on the heath:
"How could you let this happen,
you, the all-powerful, all-knowing,
great big BOSS?"
More often, after suicide,
survivors point sharp fingers,
and closest ones attract our blame:
instead of sharing our deep grief,
we hurt each other yet again.
— Robert Melliard, Feb 20, 2009
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JWwildcat2012
17 years 3 months ago
A good write,Robert
Robert Melliard
17 years 3 months ago
Hi Scott,
Arrow
17 years 3 months ago
Nothing
Robert Melliard
17 years 3 months ago
The raw facts