Father, Incline Your Ear

Dear God,
where are you now?

Their eyes burn with reveries
old-bitterness claims specks of light, downturning faith, once gleaming founding.

My words fall silent on ears expecting want filled, need of truth seemingly lost to sheep without shepherding.

Father, forgive me for opening doors locked, in belief healing could come–
please, pardon the flooding darkness
& softly guide ignorance back where
Your kingdom comes.

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