I   thought I hated God  but Love had struck

Only my despair made me static
Paralysed by  grief and guilt I failed
By the end I had tried every trick

From prayer unthought to deeps of pure logic
My  life, my engine ,shuddered off the  rails
I hated God and of “his” Church was  sick

Starving  and alone I was in shock
The death of one I loved   had made me frail
At the end I had tried every trick

I felt  love’s hands around me,  death to block
I knew   this goodness,  why else would I wail?
I   thought I hated God  but Love had struck

Warm and golden light  that  did me hold
Where are you now when refugees  die cold?
Kind despair  that  made me long time sit
By the end I knew  Love needs no tricks