Lament

Believing for a miracle, yet we see none. She's only four and her life's just begun. Fearful of what is happening, how can this be? It seems as though You are just letting things be. Under the knife the doctors say. Yet each day we hope and pray. Still there's nothing; all we feel is emptiness and pain. Each day passing, time moving like a fast train. Our hearts breaking, she can't take much more. The time for a miracle has flown right out the door.

He lived his life for You. To family and friends he bid adieu. Sacrificed everything and flew across the oceans far. Living with the lowly and in the worst of places by far. Yet one day they saw him talking and heard the words he spoke. Amongst screams and tears all anyone saw was the gun smoke. A life given, then taken so swift. The impact he left, none can shift.

So many lives taken in those moments of time. They flew our planes, over our country, on our dime. Into buildings and into the countryside. So many lives affected, thousands of people died. Fear gripped our nation. Yet we drew back to the country's great foundation. Binding together and growing stronger. Angered we decided we can't take this any longer. Sending our men and women to fight. Even more lives has been lost in this great plight.

Why do these things happen? How can they persist? We can never understand why war and bloodshed exists? No good comes of it, nothing but wrong. Lives stretched and heartbreak continuing on for so long. Are You allowing it? Where is Your hand. Torture, fear and pain do You permit? There's not much more we can stand.