There inside amidst debris,

Rubble from forgotten wars,

There lay a voice buried deep

That had been lost to time.

In pain it waited to be heard

The years turned slowly grinding by

But it stayed hidden in the earth

Far from light and hope the sky.

Screams from underneath the soil

And all the tears that could not cease

Did not reach the passers-by

And would not yield to peace.

Would the god who put him there

Broken and afraid

Ever reach a hand to clear

The rubble from the way?


And When they Fell

I did not know

The lives cut short

When planes came crashing in.

The years would add

To my dark list

Because events unfolded then.

And as the ripples

Touched the years

My friends began to fall.

They died in places

Without me

I thought I had escaped.

But planes that crashed

Took many years

To take away my friends.

I wish that I

Could trade my life

That you could know them now.

I did not know

That I could hurt

So hard and for so long.

The planes,

They surely killed my friends

Without a single touch.

On Cain

Perhaps Cain was more honest than me

Honest with himself,

Honest with his feelings,

Honest with God.

And perhaps I fear

That if I were likewise honest

I would likewise devolve

And come completely apart.

But what good does it do,

If I am held together

Only by lies and denial?

And where now do I turn?

I would speak to you,

But do I have ears to listen?

I would turn to you,

But you are unseen.

Lord have mercy.

Christ have mercy.

God have mercy.

I believe; help me with my unbelief.