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is He irresponsible?
is He the silent type?
the kind that raises delinquents and broken glasses?
the kind that does it in tough love?

are we animals and beasts,
like the grit of nature?
are we here to fight for our survival?
that we have to tear and wear the burdens
to work the garden,
in someone else's curse and eloquence?

why would He speak, grandiose and extravagance,
ideas, possibilities to inspire this penance,
only for the naive to crash and burn?
why would He show us things that could never be within reach,
things that steal our joy, passion and devotion?
why would He be God of all and watch as His children crumble?
why should He be God of us and let hunger be the excuse
to kill, steal and plunder the lives of our brothers?

what kind of a person is this God?

is He responsible enough as we expect Him to be?
is He not the embodiment of justice, mercy, grace?
Or are there insufficient obedient ones listening?
That our defiance has produced such oppression.
That our forgotten hunger has made us too comfortable.
That we find no joy in taking care of the lesser folk.

In love, in consistent grace, will You stubbornly spare the oppressors and let the cause and effect and this vicious fly wheel cycle eliminate those who are broken only with an ear turned toward heaven?

are you God or am i just crazy talking to myself?



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