Crying for Gods Help

By: Lorinda McCall-Owens

I ask for God’s help, because at times I do not know what to do.

Crying for Gods help, I speak out to myself, trying to get a point through.

I want things to change, but I know to wait on God.

At times I get afraid, but I know not to go hide.

I question life, and the turns that it may go,

Crying for Gods help, I wait on the guiding signs, but none seems to show.

I look deep within to see the things that I may hold.

Wondering if my dreams can be wrapped up and sold.

What are the thoughts of people who cannot think?

What are the sights of the people who cannot blink?

I ask for God’s protection, for things I cannot change,

Crying for Gods help, Yet going through life trying to get them in the correct range.