There Was Never A Father

A beautiful sunny day;
Happy and carefree
Frolicking by the river’s edge.
 

Everything turns around.
A simple mistake;
A slip of the rocky steps.

 

Crashing in the water;
No oxygen reaches the lungs;
Yelps and screams echo in the distant breeze.

 

“Oh Father please, please save me.”
The wind howls as no one is seen;
Nothing is heard.

 

Gasping for air, slipping under
Hands reach for the savior,
But no one grabs the needing hands.

 

Minutes go by;
Silence is present.
A corpse decorates the river’s bottom

 

For there was no one to save a life,
There was never anyone;
Just a belief.

Reviews

[jodi sharp]

as a christan i respect your point of view so many people die and beg for gods help and dont get it. i believe god does every thing for a reason and alot of times we will thing they are the most stupid a*s things ever we may agree to disagree on this one. honest write i like it alot