Where Was God?

Published November 4, 2014 by FunkyWolfCafe

Provocative words well crafted stir up visions of atrocities, and perhaps for some, vivid memories.

Magick From Scratch

And she asked:
Where was God?
But I asked:
Where was her priest?

When whispers were spoken
And promises broken
Girlish ruffles pushed aside
To crush the petals kept inside

And was the All Seeing Eye blind?

And they asked:
Where was God?
I asked:
Where were the decent people?

When feet were marching through each door
And children stowed beneath the floor
Dared not to breathe or tear to shed
For men with guns wanted them dead

Did they deserve death because of blood or faithlessness?

And She asked:
When did I give my approval?
But I asked:
When did You object?

When gods-turned-demons rose not to save
But men and women did enslave
And crushed the questions on their lips
Forced “piety” with stinging whips

Were You deaf to their cries?

And I know this and this alone,
No matter what the myths might say
Of who…

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