Falling on deaf ears!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Where is God
when people need him most? On a whim or a pray, or just falling on deaf ears. What becomes of those whose prays are not answered? Must the innocent suffer, and for what, and why? As parents we do anything to protect our children, and yet are we not God’s children. It’s too late when we are dead, and my prays have not been answered since I asked as a kid! When the belief turned cold. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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Added on March 22, 2018 Last Updated on March 22, 2018 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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