AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1) The Weed (Poetry) - [152 words]
Oh Heavenly Father Desmond Naaten O'keeffe
Where were you when they put us on trains
while Sonderkommandos scavenged remains?
And where were you when they tightened the screws
till the joints in my body screamed with abuse?
Belson or Bosnia, Transvaal, Ukraine,
Uniforms change but the wire is the same.
A man with his bundle, a women with bags.
See the old, first to stumble,
and why Children? Why Rags?
So where were you really when we prayed to the cross
or maybe a star or some symbol now lost?
Was it your Son who's help we should seek?
Now he was the one who spoke for the meek
Or was that a joke? Some celestial jape?
Did he lighten the yoke? Uncrush the nape?
And if we are puppet, why such c r u e l games
and must we all play?
Yes, must we ALL play?
Heavenly Father, can't we just talk, I'm sure that you're there
in some heavenly walk. About all this suffering, Father you see
I wouldn't allow, if it was up to me,
I wouldn't want to see
all this pain.
Not to My children. It doesn't seem sane.
And if you are laughing
then all I can do
is say 'God-forgive-you'
if there's One above you.
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