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How Much Longer?

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When will this most terrible time so end, dearest Lord,

How much longer must we each endure in this world?

Must we continue on this hard road of such an evilness,

Shall you soon stop it, as your flag of justice is unfurled?


We all are not guilty as some, those who have no care,

Should we endure these wrongs, punishment to share?

Will you please remember your children, those beloved,

As we all are subjected to atrocities, everyone must bear?



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We try to follow your ways, the goodness of your own son,

No matter how hard we may try, until each day is so done.

The wickedness, those villainous abound, in great number,

As your children we are fearful, none of us rest in slumber.


Should we remember the Psalms, how you promised then,

Never us to be harmed as long as we believed, ever again.

The Lord's Prayer and Twenty-first Psalm, as good guides,

These will serve us well, then for every new day, to so begin.



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We all do know this is so, for in scriptures written so plain,

If we have faith as small as that of mustard seeds, a grain.

We all shall follow your precepts, abide by a scriptural path,

Then let those who try to harm us, to feel your great wrath.


Allow us to feel your warmth on our shoulders, its embrace,

The reassurance of our loving Father, as we see your face.

Help us all in every way to be stronger and do our very best,

For in our hearts, of our souls, dear Lord, we are so blessed!

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Comments

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 26, 2018:

Thanks, MsDora. Blessings to you and family. whonu

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on May 25, 2018:

It is easy to relate to the prayerful plea to make to God in this poem. Adopting the last stanza as my own prayer. Amen.

whonunuwho (author) from United States on May 22, 2018:

Thank you for your nice review, my friend. Many blessings. whonu

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on May 22, 2018:

We are indeed living in volatile times, whonu. I can't believe all the school shootings!

My mom says don't call on faith, rather, have faith in faith. Once you have faith in faith, prayers can be heard and will be answered. Your poem reinforces what my mom has taught us.

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