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