Unlucky

I tried to reach them
I reached out my hands
But for one reason or another
They have repelled Thy servant
Yet it was not I they repelled
But it was You, Whom they have refused.

How can I remain my peace;
How can I hold my joy
In the middle of war?
But only through Your Spirit
Because little do they know,
I have the greatest security of all.

The people who did not
Shed blood themselves
But eat, drink, and laugh with him who did
Are as guilty as their friend
The blood of the innocent
Shall be demanded of them.

Let me never be away from Thee
Let me never feel unlucky
Because in the whole truth
You are my Father
And there is nothing more,
Nothing more I could ask for.

© 2009, Karl Zion M. Remojo