Friday, June 3, 2016

The Finger of God

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So what are we to make
of all this devastation?
Children crushed beneath debris
homes like piles of Pick Up Sticks
empty picture frames and broken glass
everywhere . . . remnants of memories
gone forever. There is pain, there is fear
there is such great suffering.

This ominous funnel, the Finger of God,
dark, swirling, pointing, making ready
to ravish some doomed earthlings
for this cynical game.

What are the rules of engagement anyway
for Mother Nature and her Associates?
Are we chosen on the map, or do they toss the dice
and let it land wherever . . . just for fun?
No one knows, not even the so called "righteous"
who claim to have the inside scoop.
They seem to think they know who’s going up . . .
and who'll be going down,
I say beware of thoughts like that . . .
Many are struck dead by Presumption!

We believe that if we're good
and obey the rules, somehow we'll
be spared and that Finger will not find us
but the truth is . . . some are lucky, some are not
and good doesn't matter, where fate is concerned.
Some of us are made stronger and more human
by disasters, though they bare our bones
and tear our hearts.

We turn to help the bleeding, we turn to search
for answers, but all will turn to dust one day,
and this is our conundrum.                                     

 Joanne Cucinello  2013

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