Agnostic, Are We To Be?

Where are you? We ask; has the time gone

for you to undo what has gone wrong?

Good times, blessed ways, those days no more exist;

why did you pay no heed to our calls for a tryst?

Where were you when time was not right?

When the sound of your name made people fight.

Pleas it went up in smoke and as water

Our belief in you, not once did it falter.

Prayers we made to call upon you.

Attempts were plenty, results why few?

Why did you turn a deaf ear, a blind eye?

Was enough not said; not enough did we try?

Where were you when children cried?

When our faith was being tested and tried?

Why did you let evil reign supreme

in a world with people who did believe

in you and your prowess and your deeds

of love and miracle? Why weren’t we freed

from the deplorable darkness of their sins?

Now buried deep down, our faith, it shins.

Unanswered our questions, uncertain our creed;

Unwilling we bend to their unreasonable need.

Unfathomed our trust, unearthed our fears;

Unhappy us in our worlds ugly contours.

We waited to hear your voice for days,

But your silence it loomed and so it remains.

Are we to stop hoping for the good?

Are we to stop believing in you?

Are we to accept the evil of the times?

Are we to succumb to the gross of crimes?

Or is there a day that you’ll come for us

believers amidst the cruel, dirt and dust?

Is there a day as our forefathers dreamed?

At your hands will our fates be redeemed?

Will there be a day when our words shall be stowed

away, for a new sun rise, with our faith in you, restored?

photo courtesy: nick catling, jkburtram