God where you the day she got murdered anyway?

where was he?

God you know I love you

and we're never gonna be through

but d****t  where were  you that day

he strangled her and took her breath away

God where were you when

he shot her up with heroin

it just wasn't fair to the little baby, ya know

why you could let and watch her mommy go

was it my punishment? did I do something wrong

or was this really supposed to end up another really sad song

you know I'm not mad at you

just tell me true

motherless children are sad growing up

their just not same without their momma love

asking all the hard questions about what happened?

to her Mommy up in Heaven

give her extra care God 

because it ain't fair God

God where were you that day

they took my heart away

Reviews

[Jane P.]

Cool poem. An intense concept, but you covered it well. I really like the colloquial language - adds to the voice.
I did get a little stressed out by the lack of punctuation and capital letters! Also second line/stanza one you mean 'through'.

I'm not sure if the lack of grammar was on purpose? I found it a little inconsistent, but it was the only neg I noticed. Loved everything else, especially the voice and pace.

[Dead]

This is really good and it brings up questions we ask every day. Well done.

[lovejulez03]

Thank you for sharing such a personal piece of work with everyone - writing can be such a healing thing sometimes - I hope it's been that for you. Well written :)