'Dear God, they say you are good and ever so kind,
I do naughty things, yet you don't seem to mind.
You never have stopped me or turned me away
from temptation or sin, nor led me astray.
It's as though you know that I'm not really bad,
and can choose my own fate, either happy or sad.
Sometimes I think you are talking to me,
but when I look round there is nothing to see
except laughter and smile on another man's face,
the kindness of thought in another man's grace
as they share with their neighbour and grieve with their friend
and talk with the lonely and give, do not lend.
It is then that I see you as you're meant to be,
in him, her and us; in they, them and we.'
Copyright: William Forde: February 8th, 2016.