To the Man Upstairs

—to the man upstairs

Whole book written about your selflessness.

How you pour out your love and how you sacrificed for dead souls.

Every page assuring I can ask and thou shall give.

Most feared so high. Mountains bow. Rocks cry out praises in silence. Oceans roar your greatness.

The only living most glorified.

All chapters say how the wind chants psalms of glory to you in remembrance of your goodness.

So why is it that you do not grant me the serenity to see your appreciable deeds in me?

Open my eyes to see the miraculous wonders that these sins have long blinded me from.

Open my heart to know why you're never here, close as you should be present.

Re-member my scatter.

I'm losing faith.

...remember me.