You Don't Hear ME

I’ve shown you simultaneously mass changes
In the weather across your land
But you don’t hear ME

Like any other time
You’ve seen death in your land
But you’re seeing it in a way you’ve never seen before
Yet…you don’t hear ME

You’ve waited for your economy to recover
Not seeing what you’ve expected right?
Your land has suffered the Great Depression….
                …that’s in the past you say—right?
Your land keeps looking for recovery
But you’re still not hearing ME

Now you’re looking at the wealth
You’ve set up for yourselves
Numbers steady falling—
Falling as fast as you’ve fallen into sin

Your arranged marriages have become a mockery
In my eyes
Your children are deteriorating
From the inside out
Your churches built on man-made traditions
Instead of MY sound Word
Have become dead-end traps
Traps leading to an end unintended
(MY true saints—keep your hearts pure)

Your land is crumpling
Right before your eyes
But you don’t see because—
You don’t hear ME

So when the time comes you can pray
You can cry out to ME
But I won’t hear you
Because all this must be
As was told from the beginning
I only hoped that somehow you’d change—
Your heart

But none of that matters now—
‘Cause you won’t hear ME

Copyright ©2011 by Charlotte R. Beard