by Patricia Burke

Created on: July 20, 2011

Oh, why does this anger appear?

I cry bitter tears night and day.

Still; it will not leave me here.

On and on it follows me each day.

I need to know.

Everywhere I go, I feel this pain.

The raw aching in my heart,

my tears are so much like the rain.

This ugly anger will only leave me pain.

I need to know.

My child, my son, my baby,

how can I let you go?

Meant for only a season,

but dear God, I need a reason.

I need to know.

I cannot live this awful way,

you try to pull me down too.

You will not take me with you, death.

No matter how angry; I will stay.

But, Dear God, I need to know.

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