The Hand of God

by fabian cortez

I consider, as

I reach out and touch

The hand of God

Each time the sun shines,

In rain falls,

Or my child is in my

Arms while

Its mother

Cradles me at night

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Lush foliage

Brightens my day as

Blossoms shine anew

With vibrant colours

In vases and rapped

In abundance, next to

Carved marble stone

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Foil coloured

Eggs represent a symbol

Of rebirth across the world,

As many tiny

Wooden boxes are lowered

Amidst such desperate

Salty despondency

And confusion

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We consume grateful

Of our bounty so often

Beyond reasoned thought,

As artillery speaks its volley

Loud, to attest a retched worth;

What gratitude to an unwinnable

Scenario, we act as fiction

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Dismiss to enjoy our days

Touched with blessings

We see our duty done

As we fill the envelope

A little, so hand it to our

Unwanted visitor

And graciously, politely

Wish them well

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So almost barren land

Enjoy your little fruit

People take your walk of days

Searing, to collect in gratitude

Your quenching thirst;

Too weak then

Enjoy your putrid

Liquid as nectar

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For no longer is a choice

A voice that is audible,

Yet you struggle on

As do your young

Each day brings a breath

So young closer to passing

In knowledge

The tiny box is

Made ready

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We weep a while as

Our broadcast shows its

Tale of woe, then switch

To some more entertaining

Show, their government

Should do its job!

To save us our pathetic sob

Our drinks now downed,

Our sorrows drowned

Enlightened grateful

Is our sound

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Our children safe now

Tucked in bed

Abundant rosebuds

In their heads

So snowfall stunning

To our eyes

As stars and heaven

And blue skies

God’s gift enriches

Too our lives

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I consider, as I reach out

To the snowfall

So touch the hand of God

& breathe out

Quietly in conscious

Whisper my prayer,

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Help those dying

Warring, crying

See their caskets

Lush in tears,

Show them now

At last forever,

Their fight, endurance,

And endeavour

Means they need

No longer fear

That their

Children will not see

Another year

copyright©2006 fabiancortez