I look to you
For salvation and help.
You turn the other way,
Pretending not to see me.
I lie, bleeding, at your feet,
Straining to get your attention.
I cry, I moan, I wail,
But you ignore me.
I claw at you,
Trying to pull you down to my level,
But you kick me away.
I curl up in a ball
And cry to myself.
I glance up at you
Once more,
And see a malicious grin on your face.
Disgusted and disappointed, I crawl away,
Searching for a more merciful God.
But I find no one to help me.