When There Are No Answers
When There Are No Answers
When love is all there is
Why do I fall for the illusion
Of other than
When love is all there is
Why do I run away in fear
When love is all there is
How do I look into the eyes of a rapist
And not be filled with rage
When love is all there is
How do I look into the eyes of a child molester
And not want to make them suffer
Torment for the rest of their lives
When love is all there is
How do I not want to scream and rage
At all the violence and oppression
Disguised as religion
When love is all there is
How do I try to not commit suicide again
Because of all the extreme pain and suffering
When love is all there is
How do I stay sane in a world
Where people own their own private islands
While other people survive on less than
A dollar day
When love is all there is
How do I keep from going mad
at the way most people trash the planet every day
When love is all there is
How do I keep from turning in hopelessness
Every time i hear another human is being brought into the world
That already has too many people on it
When love is all there is
How do i keep myself from wanting to make people suffer
The same way they make animals suffer everyday for their “food”
When love is all there is
How do I reconcile all that is not love
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When love is all there is
How do I reconcile all that is not love…
Let me begin by saying this poem speaks to the conflicts I find within my self, have since my youth when I was trying to determine the purpose and reason behind creation and my part in it, finding myself focusing on what was majorly wrong and how to reconcile that with how “things should be.” This discord has been a constant in my life and will remain to the end I’m sure. Life itself has not helped to present answers only to reinforce that wrongs persist and rights are not forthcoming, probably because we can never get everybody on the same page at the same time. So the dilemma continues for me also.
This led to a spirit of judgment in me as well. After all, not everybody is working to right the wrongs, many are actively engaged in continuing and creating the wrongs. So it is easy to sound judgmental, to appear to be pointing the finger. Only after one looks more deeply into the words spoken and the emotions evidenced can one see the tension that lives within. The connection within me gave birth to a reason to share.
There is a way to make a difference for each of the reasons given to weep inside. I can speak personally for one that may paint a picture in contrasts.
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When love is all there is
How do I look into the eyes of a child molester
And not want to make them suffer
Torment for the rest of their lives…
I was married to a child molester. I have been touched by the shame, the pain, the filth, the harm and continue to be as I continue the relationship with the child. Watching as she grows and struggles to find peace in her life, keeps alive the emotions and pain. Your reaction to the wrong is mirrored within me; but something is happening to me I cannot explain, give accurate voice to how it happens, answer questions for its being. As I turn to the One who created me, and ask for the ability to love as my Lord loved, I find change taking place within me. While I want to “make him suffer torment for the rest of his life“… I also weep for the harm he inflicted on others, and himself. The lives thrown away for what…? And the compassion, the weeping is becoming stronger. I see a part of creation gone wrong and as much in need of repair as anything gone wrong. The change within me is happening from the outside inward. There is a power greater than me, who created me and can make the repairs I can’t. I am tapping into that power and it is creating the change. I now believe it can do the same for the other causes to weep. I believe God weeps as well, as He sees what is done to His creation. I connect to that weeping. I am a firm believer that other wrongs can be corrected as well. Reality tells me we will never all get on the same page at the same time to work to right the wrongs that cause the weeping. But as you propose, each of us can exercise the power of one and when that one is united to the power that created us, it is amplified and the change is without explanation.
Gracie's Quest 