if there be God

if there be God, how disappointed he must feel sometimes
in the solitude of his omnipotence, he must look down
upon the souls that wander the earth living a half life
always in measures of fear, the lovelessness reeks
the pestilence of loneliness driving the spirit
the life that could be, could have been,
would be, would have been
fulfillment, almost
happiness, almost
love, almost
life, almost
an almost life that must weigh heavy on the heart of God
I wonder if he thinks he has failed
as we ourselves see our failures--or not!
Does he worry the life that should be an adventure feels like a burden at times?
our ancestors must be turning in their graves day and night
wanting to drag us by our hearts to the heights of fulfillment
the beauty of existence wasted, love is feared
regretting the choice that each day we make again and again
letting our dreams become vanishing smoke
oh, how much God must wail at such a sight!

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