Why me, God?
Haiku seeking answers
He hasn’t cursed God,
but Job doesn’t hold back in
voicing his complaint.
It’s simply not fair;
I’ve done nothing wrong, I don’t
deserve this treatment.
Why is God hiding?
I want to argue my case,
hear what he would say.
I keep asking, Why?
I am upright, tell me, God,
why I must suffer.
God holds all the cards.
If he listened to me he’d
find me innocent.
But I can’t find God.
I look front, back, left and right;
I cannot see him!
I have had enough!
My heart faints. Let me vanish
into the darkness.
Ken Rookes 2024
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