Where Are You, God?
The psalmist sends a simple song:
You’re in Your holy temple.
All the while, the streets are saturated
with vulgar and violence.
We’re afraid to leave the sanctuary
of our fortified houses. Where
are You, God? Jesus walked the streets
preaching good news to the oppressed.
But now, Babylon has fallen,
and her offspring has slithered throughout
the world like a pandemic. Where
are You, God? We need You.
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The poem’s questions echo those of the psalmist, who also wondered where God was. We poets have to be psalmists, as you are here!
Thank you!
Babylon slithering–I love the strong verb. makes for a powerful image
Thank you!