God are you listening? Mass confusion clouds our souls, Our hearts bleed for the uncertainty of how it all unfolds. Tears of pain from too many losses, not enough gain. God are you paying attention? Tender flesh ripped up on the street, bloated bellies with nothing to eat – Praying one day, a way will be made. God are you watching? Young legs part like red seas, sprouting life, killing youth with disease For lack of knowledge about birds and bees. God, do you see what I see? Halls of knowledge now halls of death Minds like sponges saturate with BS. Edifice of broken self-esteem, low-class hope, and empty dreams. Higher learning achieved by pipes, choking out life- One puff at a time. God, do you care? Black skin endangered by blue suits, Pulled out of cars, shot like dogs. Forced to relive our days like slaves, numbers rippling down like waves. Facing annihilation of a race by its own hands. Fought for a lifetime to be able to stand – Yet still we sit. God, are you there? Storms with the force of 40 million men destroy a town with one gust of wind. Mother earth barren, produces no fruit. Cracked ground burned by an orange sun, green hues now brown, destroyed at the root. I ask God if He’s aware, of the injustice and His people in despair. Despair through no fault of His, but our own. Seeking salvation from a world that can’t save us. Instead it buries us alive, waiting to pile the last load of dirt over our head so we can’t breathe – can’t survive. By some act of grace, we clamor to the top for God’s sweet air right before we’re scheduled to drop. That one breath allows a little more hope, a little more peace, a little more strength. At that moment, I realize God is listening, God does care. He’s paying close attention – And yes, He was always there.