How can we make sense of his Silence?
How can we comprehend his Inaction?
Our grief, our terror—
or our notion of terror—
our loneliness,
our lost love,
our cries for help,
our pleas for mercy & salvation,
our prayers whispered in the quiet of the night:
all fall on deaf ears,
like torrents of rain upon scorching sands that evaporate,
never sinking into the ground.
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