Trails of them Tears run Flowing unchecked down well-worn furrows Staining the strongest Bringing lower the lowest Mothers, daughters, fathers and sons Great rivers of sorrow No escape from the darkness Alone in the suffering Does anyone see? Does anyone care? Hands folded, knees bowed low Oh God rescue us, rescue us... An unexpected hand,… Continue reading Unchecked
This past week a cyclone hit the coast of Africa mostly affecting Mozambique and Zimbabwe. So far, according to reports, approximately 126 people (some reports say higher) have died as a direct result of the storm. In Nigeria, 120 people have died in recent attacks in local villages. There have been shootings in New Zealand… Continue reading All Over The World
I have come to find that the giving up becomes increasingly poingnant as time goes by because the longer I live, the more I've missed in the lives of those I left behind.
Why? That’s the $64,000.00 question whose answer has evaded those asking it generation after generation. Everyone wants to know “why” something happened in order to escape the pain of the experience. If we could know why, perhaps we could avoid the suffering.
Don’t allow pain and tears to close your eyes to the wells of water surrounding you.