O question the wind, that is so hard to find
O question the bridges I never burned, the memories never left behind
O question the pain, that repeated again and again
But do I question the word, silently heard, that is my coxswain?!
O question the song, whose lyrics make me sad
O question some leaders who are shamelessly bad
O question the earth that sometimes cannot get rid of the dirt
But why question the fire that’s burning down to the wire
God is so cool he seems like cock and bull
Came the quake, storm and wildfire, as Elijah felt like a fool
But there was God in him, until the final rule
The grace came flying in the air; that’s why Elisha wanted to be like Elijah after the school!
So Job cried, but was he inspired
that God only called after the stormiest tide?
Yes, evil can gather like frost all over your window
But can it cause to break the house of your soul to the floor?
If you have faith till the very last date
He comes calling, even if you think it is a little too late!
And God answers from far and wide, once you have learnt to abide
Saying he is sorry for the inconvenience caused, for your taking (with a brave stoic smile) the joyless ride!
But would he tell you of the immense endless pain he went through for you, his dear child?!!!
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