I think the reason it has been hard for me to write a poem about this is because, from my perspective, there seems to be no rhyme nor reason for what is happening. It appears to be one global knee jerk (or perhaps just Jerk) reaction after another. Today, for better or worse, I wrote the following.
When
God Shakes the World
When God shakes the world, we should listen.
Instead we talk, about
origin,
blame, theories,
responses—others
ours.
As if a global pandemic and rampant rioting
somehow slipped unnoticed
under the radar of God’s
sovereignty.
As if man, and the enemy of man,
has an agenda
and God does
not.
When God shakes the world, we should listen.
Because we do not understand God plan for the world
in times like these,
only
His plan for us
at
all times
to be salt and light
to a world that sin is killing,
by violence, if not by virus.
When God shakes the world, we should listen.
He is waking the complacent from slumber
and many of
those
are us.
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