Oh My God by JoAnn Lord Koff Oh my God, who may not be the God you pray to, why do we kill each other and betray your word? God of many names, many sects, many ethnicities, various DNA, we should have no enemies, nor be engaging in hate or hostilities, not as a Christian, a Muslim, a Jew, an Arab or any randomized sect. Pope Francis, where are you? Why isn’t the Catholic church decrying the atrocities involving babies and toddlers being used as human shields? Oh my God, not yours, how do you sit and just watch us kill each other? Human carnage and misery in Israel right now casts a long dark shadow upon the face of all humanity. All blood runs red. Those speechless are silent lunatics and shield the perpetrators. The dead will be buried beneath earthen beds and arise as ashen souls tethered to this event, never to breathe the luster of light or brotherhood again. Bullets, swords, bombs, unattended by God’s grace, aimed to kill innocents, in the hopes of carving out loving hearts. Oh my God, how is it that mankind always needs an enemy to kill? Is hatred a characteristic of being human? Is your plan to start over and create a different model of mankind after we annihilate each other? Oh my God, don’t cry; I’m sorry, but I envision this to be the end. It is near, I fear. Copyright 2023 by JoAnn Lord Koff
JoAnn Lord Koff, author of Sand, Pebbles, Fossils, and Rocks, a nominee for the Library of Virginia’s Literary Award in Poetry, 2019. InsideNoVa Best Author, 2021. VP of Write by the Rails, and Artist in ART4US.
