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Anawim, the poor, to God cry out…
Please, please hear our shouts
“I’m on the bottom…nowhere to turn…
Help me to discern…with your love there is no earn
Keep the awareness of YOU …God of LIFE…within us strong
Do not let me capitulate to the wrong
so alone I feel… the pain inside reels
But I know you see and feel my human deal
feelings crashing into the rocks of my mind
God, you know for YOU I pine…
The outcasts of the LORD…To whom do we go?
The outcasts of the LORD…from YOU all love flows…
YOU are there for us… the psalmsist writes
Thank YOU for sending the surviving kite!
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Jane, this is a great poem!!
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I wrote this poem to express what is difficult to say when we are in the dark night…when we feel no one is there with us…I try to speak for myself and for those who have no voice…so we can each grow in our compassion and understanding of each other…and BE WITH those who struggle with alienation, aloneness, depression…and assure them that GOD cradles us in LOVE …even if it is difficult to feel…believe YOU are loved by God and held in LOVE! God is our strength….LOVE is the universal cradle of hope.
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