Crying to the skies

I tire of the endless,
pointless violence,
hatred,
prejudice,
racism,
I weep,
watching the pain,
the suffering of my brothers,
sisters,
in Christ,
but what can I do,
but hope?

I'm behind the glass,
reaching out for them,
but I can't,
what can I do,
but hope?

Blood,
words,
knives,
guns,
bombs,
war,
ceasing love,
ever hate and violence,
what ever happened to peace?

Jesus bring us home,
save this world,
Your children,
for we're crying to the skies,

I feel for them,
but what can one girl do,
but hope?

How does one bring hope,
to others,
as Gandhi sagely said,
"Be the change you wish to see in the world",
in a world entering into more and more darkness,
what can I do,
but hope?

I pray,
with despair,
craving sweet,
needed change,
crying,
yes,
sobbing,
crying to the skies!