God, where are You?
What have You done?
You\'ve cut off the power
that kept my light on.
I\'m fumbling in darkness
And grasping at words
I\'ve lost all life\'s meaning:
It\'s now so absurd.
I\'m drowning in tears,
Neck-high in mud,
Frozen solid.
Drained of blood.
Yes, there\'s no meaning
in all I hold dear;
I\'m shipwrecked and broken
and living with fear.
You stole from me
a heart, Oh, so brave!
She fought to protect me;
but can\'t from the grave.
There are no answers.
There is no cure.
I\'ll make no peace with You,
And \"Yes\" - I\'m damn sure.
Yes, I\'m bitter;
Yes - full of rage.
You wrote this play,
But I\'ve burnt down Your stage.
Adrian Turrell 5th December 2022
Copyright A R Turrell