Where Were You Lord?

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Where Were You, Lord? I stood in the corner and watched her Her eyes were red and tired Her knees too weak to carry her body; so she knelt For a second I thought I heard her pray But as I got closer, it sounded more like a lament   &ldquo...

Where Were You, Lord?

I stood in the corner and watched her

Her eyes were red and tired

Her knees too weak to carry her body; so she knelt

For a second I thought I heard her pray

But as I got closer, it sounded more like a lament

 

“Where were you when Hitler killed the Jews?

Were you asleep when the bombs hit Hiroshima?

Where were you when Apartheid killed the blacks?

How could you have let slavery happen?

Were you in New York when the towers fell; destroying over 3000 lives?

For how long will you let the mess in the Middle East continue?

Were you in Asia when the Tsunami took over 150,000 lives

Did you see the young boy being shot today?

Did you hear the girl cry for you, as she got assaulted in the sanctuary of her home?
Where you there when my husband died of cancer?

Where were you when my kids were killed in that accident?

Where were you all these times?”

 

With every sentence she uttered, her voice rose with anger; ending in a scream of pain

In her voice were confusion, anger, and frustration from her bleeding heart

She was about to utter some more frustrations

When out of the blue I saw it!

A soft fatherly hand surrounds her, and an even softer voice says:

 

“My Child, My Dear Precious angel

A thousand years before every disaster happened, I knew it

And for a thousand years I cried

A thousand years ago, I knew you’d ask today

And so, for a thousand years I waited here for you

To your questions, I answer: I am that I am

And precious, that is all you need to know: I am that I am

Where was I? You asked

Right here waiting for you.”

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