Make It Less

Dear God, I beg forgiveness but I just can’t figure out

The need for pain and suffering and what it’s all about.

I’ve never understood it or why it must be so.

I’ve never ever liked it, never will. This much I know.

You may not have the authority or command to interfere.

You may have made a promise not to intervene down here.

I know this much you CAN do, dear God above we bless.

I know this much you CAN do - make it less, make it less.

Dear God, I beg forgiveness but I just don’t comprehend

Why the pain and suffering go on and does not end.

I’ve never understood it, or why it must be so.

I’ve never ever liked it, never will. This much I know.

Maybe your heavenly powers are just not strong enough.

Perhaps it’s just too challenging, too difficult, too tough.

I know this much you CAN do, dear God above we bless.

I know this much you CAN do - make it less, make it less.

- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2002

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