Message sent.

‘God, if you can hear me,

I need help upon this earth.

Yes, I know I’m recovering,

But, as yet it has no worth.

I am not as ill as I was,

Yet not well as I should be.

Everything is still halted.

If only you could see.

This has lasted many years,

Yet, I continue to have hope.

That one day, maybe, sometime,

I shall no longer fight to cope.

If only you had a telescope,

In your spiritual home on high.

I think you would have sympathy,

For those on earth who cry.

Many are ill, many starve,

Many are hurt and maimed.

Mankind is quite cruel,

And often you are blamed.

As people believe in religions,

Fight each other for their views.

I think you ought to know all this,

But, maybe it isn’t news.

Anyway, my little moan is small,

It doesn’t compare

To those, whom I have mentioned,

And the children without care.

So, look on them, forget me.

Help those who have most need.

But, you gave me this life, so,

What I notice, you may heed.

There seems to be some dark force,

Bringing pain along its way.

Maybe you could help to stop it.

And that is all I have to say’.

Copyright Audrey Coatesworth

from book 'Kaleidoscope BOOK 1'