Rage Against the Storm

Heaven's tears strongly fall on my shoulders,
His breath blows hard against my face,
He strikes his lightnings down a distance,
His anger and rage deafen my ears.

I wonder what causes him to act thus so
For such strong emotions he must show;
Is there a secret alone he keeps
Or does he share all of our griefs?

What to him are plagues and scars,
Or losing your kiths and kins in wars?
What to him are people in hoods and slums?
Does he know blessings don't often come ?

Does he even know the pain of brokenness,
That kind of pain you won't forget?
Does he know what causes a woman to cry?
No, he can't know love nor loss nor lies.

When children ask in fervent prayers
Does he know how they feel when "NO" is the answer?
He cannot know. No, how can he?
He is up there and here are we.

So when he takes the lives of my brothers
In big floods or tsunami wild waters
Just so he can act like some prick or brat
I dare say: Humanity has had enough.

/amra

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We can blame so many things, so many people, so many aspects of life, technology and nature, but why bother? Setting rage against the heavens is more romantic!

BTW, there's a storm coming within the next 24 hours.