God, you made the moon and the stars.
You dressed the sky with clouds and bright sunshine.

The trees know when the seasons change.
They adorn themselves with flowers in the spring.
Provide shade in the summer. Bright beautiful colors in the fall.
When winter arrives they still are able to give shelter to those in need.

At the sametime the world doesn't care if you live or die.
and won't listen to your scream or cries.

God, may I please ask.
Why did you make such a wonderful world and fill it with monsters and demons?
Why make flowers when snakes hide benathe?
Why does the same water that wash away my sins
Can also drown my very soul?

What purpose does a tornado serve?
How do you explain a hurricane?
When destruction, chaos and mayhem are all they leave behind.

Please help me make since of it all.
For I know that the birds sing your praise.
The mountains know your presence.
Yet the very people you created cuss your name.

I fall in love with all your beauty.
I fear it will never love me back.

Please help it make since of it all.


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