Wandering in my mind looking for reasons I came across far more questions than answers Why are so many children of the world dying Why are so many many mothers crying Why is God so cruel to them – but I know It is mankind that is cruel, it is man.
Why was man put here to be so unkind Why are we here at all if not to find A way to learn to treat our sisters A way to learn to love our children A way to learn to respect our elders A way to learn to love with dignity.
Some choose a path that takes them to God Some choose a different way and yet still hope Some take a path that leads to their dying And leave behind their widows and children crying Can we not yet see that utter pointlessness Nor see all of the good that we should bless.
A little child lies dying in a hospital crib Her mother so unwilling now to depart The shortest of lives that the wee thing lived Like a stake has been driven right into her heart. She was killed in the crossfire unintentionally But she’s no less dead, can we not yet see!