Lord,
yesterday, it was reported
that a young mother hung her four children
and herself. They were suspended in a row
beside their mom amid clothing in a
make-shift closet hanging from a two-by-four
piece of wood behind a sheet.
relatives and neighbors knew she was
suffering from depression following
the separation from her common law husband
who was very abusive.
where does this inner emptiness come from,
this sense of hopelessness that fills the
air of those so desperate? Everyone saw
her as a good mother.
this event will disappear from my memory
soon, it will carry no lasting effects, her
death and the children's will fade into
the darkness that surrounded her and
sucked away her hopefulness.
why do these things happen, O Lord, why
don't I feel the pain of such anguish?
there are others like her, others who live
in the shadow of death, without anyone
knowing their hidden secret - looking
for release from a world that has denied
them entrance.
bring them into the company of your saints,
and let them play again in the arms of
eternal blessedness.
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