April 07, 2007

on Saturday God wept

God cried
a icy tear rolled down

i sat in my grey room
trapped

all colour
reds, whites,
greens and blues
leached

depressed
lonely

dark skies out my window
earth weeping

On Saturday God cried
with all those,
who lost sons
with all those,
trapped in their grey room

If this poem means something to you, or you would like to pray it with someone, feel free to leave your initials in the comments.

Posted by steve at April 7, 2007 03:14 PM
Comments

lca

Posted by: lca at April 7, 2007 06:03 PM

GAC

Posted by: Gordon at April 7, 2007 11:28 PM

JTC

Posted by: jason77 at April 8, 2007 01:15 AM

PLW
BMW
HLW
RS
JAS
MS
DS

Posted by: Paula at April 8, 2007 10:18 AM

CSC

Posted by: Carole at April 10, 2007 10:23 PM