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To lament is to cry out to Someone who is there

By D'Shan BerryPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by D'Shan Berry

And I have asked a thousand whys,

And shook my fist at God.

I've wept, alone, a million tears

Behind a stark facade.

I've wondered, wand'ring in between

My faith and fear so long,

Have I now started to forget

My sweet Redeemer's song?

Doubts arise despite my knowing,

Despite my faith and hope.

Will I ever stop my questions?

If not, how will I cope?

But in the dark He shines like stars,

His pin-pricked light I see.

One day, my tears will be no more,

My heart will be set free.


About the Creator

D'Shan Berry

I love words. I love art. I love Jesus.

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