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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: rain (10/17/05)

TITLE: God Isn't Here Anymore
By Sherry Castelluccio
10/23/05


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I wander the streets of despair but I canít find them anywhere.
Thereís heartbreak, misery, larceny, fear.
Something is very wrong here.
The rain falls down on my broken heart and sometimes itís hard to breathe.
I know God took all the Christians with him but he didnít want to take me.

There are empty homes where people should be.
You could just walk in without a key.
Ownerless pets and empty cribs, it looks like he took all the children with him.
The world is more frightening than itís ever been, more bloody than a bad horror flick.
Death and destruction have become the norm because God isnít here anymore.

When did it happen? I canít say. I once had my chance but I turned him away.
Who wants to hear about all of that stuff? My own religion is more than enough.
But now I donít know that Iím all that sure as I look around the world once more.
I thought maybe he would save me for last. But now I know that my time has passed.
My tears fall to the ground down below as I realize God isnít here anymore.

I should have listened. I should have cared. I thought I had enough time to spare.
But I was wrong and Iím left behind because God isnít here anymore.
As I walk along the streets of despair, the rain drenches my hand-me-down suit.
Now that itís over itís clear that Iím left with a choice. What should I do?
Should I go on living as before, ignore the call placed on my life?
Or should I surrender, give my heart to the Lord even though heís not here anymore?

Iím sorry I failed to answer you, though you were pounding on my heart.
Is it too late to come to you now and begin with a brand new start?
I know the world needs someone like me to show them all where to go.
Theyíll need someone to help them believe because God isnít here anymore.

Help me turn all the lost sinners to you.
I canít do this on my own.
Help me share the love that I should have accepted.
God isnít here anymore.


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Katherine Douglas10/25/05
How sad
Jan Ackerson 10/25/05
Very effective and evokative. Well written!
Jan Ackerson 10/25/05
Sorry, I meant "evocative."
dub W10/31/05
Reminds me of some the poetry of the 60's, a heavy sad quality, perhaps better said than read. Try reading this out loud, with a tall cup of coffee on hand. Take a drink between hard breaks.