Life often makes one wonder if there is a just god or not. Sorrow fills the soul when reading this peice. Great work. --bf

Thank you for sharing this, Delilah. Poetry can be a cathartic salve in times like these.

Loss so often inspires exceptional poetry and this is another deeply moving piece. So many lives are taken painfully in ways that seem so terrible to those left behind that I have to believe even those with apparently unshakeable faith question God's existence, or at least his reasoning. We can only hope that there is a reason and that the suffering we experience in life purges us of the sins we cannot confess even to ourselves. Having worked with children in a medical facility, I was often overwhelmed by their deaths. Why indeed? I want to believe, if for no other reason than I don't want it all to be pointless, just some random event in nature's course. Let there be a Heaven for all those who have suffered, even if I haven't got a key to the pearly gates. JJ

The hardest question in the world to answer, Delilah, and the most important. But so often the answers offered are cliche. A tender poem. Thank you.

Very powerful piece- one i relate to so well. I ask the same question every day of my life. Excellent work!

Bless this child. Thank you for this question and concern, so well expressed.