Where are you God?

Where were you God
when I needed you most?
I knocked on your door
and not even a ghost.

I wanted to meet
because I feared my hate.
But you’d already left
Or, was I too late?

I cried all night.
And cried all day.
I wanted to meet
to have my say.

I searched and searched
But to no avail
My faith is in tatters.
And that is my tale.

Now alone with my sorrow
I have a burning desire.
That you listen to my prayer
before I expire.