Are you there, God?

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Are you there, God?
Are you even listening?

My sister's body sleeps beside me,
Six-year-old arms and legs,
Suffocating a decaying soul,
Do you even care?

I'm not accusing you, Lord,
I'm not blaming you for the poisoned corpses,
Nor for our withered hope,
I'm not blaming you for my bleeding heart,

But whenever the shattered memories resurface,
And remind me of the taste of laughter,
And the flavors of butter and full bellies,
The pain is crippling.

Did you hear me, God?
Are you there?





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