Who's to blame?

Who's to blame?

Is it the world heavy with all its shame?
Is it the blind or the lame, Jesus said that the blind do see and will speak their minds to thee.
One can talk and the other can't walk, at them the self-righteous do squawk.
Why such cruelty with human kind who were created by the Divine.
With so much slaughter from the beginning of intelligent life, pride producing so much trouble and strife.
Still His Universe rolls on following a predetermined order, these things we taught to our son and daughter.
Look and see the snow flake as it floats gently to the ground without a sound, its shape does not linger as you hold it on your finger.
Have you seen its perfect design; each flake is unique and comes from a place higher than Pike's Peak.
Some call it Nature but the intelligence behind it they know not for sure!
How does the sparrow know how to build a nest, heck, no big deal for God, he made them, even the snail you just put in your pail.
As a boy I thought where does the water go after it rains, it disappears and I wonder why?
God sends it back to the sky, it becomes clouds, white billows high above, and in them they gently lie, waiting for his shove.
After He had punished the world that had plunged into sin like Sodom and Gomorrah he put his rainbow in the sky with its beautiful aura.
The rain is God's tears from above; the rainbow is the sign of his love.

Author Ken
August 2015