Watching people as they go by,
so many hurts and a silent cry,
could be heard if listen we dare,
to offer kind words to show we care.
Why do we pretend all is well,
when deep down we're going through hell?
Do we really want to cry, but laugh instead,
to avoid facing what's in our head?
We hide behind busyness or lots of TV,
to cloud the picture we don't want to see.
Avoiding the telephone when it rings,
keeping to ourselves, we don't say a thing.
The longer we ignore the pain that we feel,
the greater the time we will need to heal.
Start talking to the Father throughout the day,
Be at peace that He will make a way.
What a thought-provoking poem. Many of us use TV as a shield, and too many of us pretend that everything's fine. And that's not always the case...
ReplyDeleteSioux, when do you sleep? I can always count on hearing from you. You're spoiling me. Thank you so much for your kind comments.
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ReplyDeleteYour words were like one of my mom's daily sermons which I miss so much. Thank you!
It is true - a lot of time we wear masks - is it easier that way - do we feel better?
ReplyDeleteI LOVED your poem.
Love and Blessed Easter. sandie
Wow, that is just beautiful. It speaks to a lot of hurting people out there.
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