Another Broken Heart

By: Julia Murray

2024

Another heart,

Broken,

Crushed,

Destroyed.

Everyone

Fearful and

Gutted.

Hope tries to persevere,

I try my best to have hope for a better tomorrow, it is tiring at times.

Just because I am not God, I can not fix everything.

Keeping an eye on goodness is hard in these times.

Lies and

Madness consumes the skies above.

Night is when wrong doers lurk in the shadows planning their next attack.

Observing what’s happening in the world,

Pastors say to pray though people are

Questioning their faith in God, hope feels like one longing for a crisp fall breeze in the middle of summer.

Resurrection of Christ is what they crave

“Save us from this sorrow and tragedies!” they cry out.

Torture it is to bear witness to such things.

United States, we pretend to be. divided, we are.

Very upsetting and maddening it is.

What is there to do but pray for a better day. How can one pray when one sees no light?

X marks the spot where faith is buried.

Young these people are. Youthful and free is what they deserve to be.

Zoo is where these wrong doers should be. Put away in a cage.

Yours Truly, Julia