Angry at God.

You took from me that which I loved most,
So I don't want to hear Father, Son ,and Holy Ghost,
What unholy sin did I commit ,
To suffer this abandonment ?
No rhyme nor reason could I fathom ,
When you cast me into this dark chasm ,
All the 'whys' just made no sense ,
To me you broke every covenant.
With all the years of tears and loss
You have given me this bloody cross.
When each year the time comes around
I see others walking on your given ground
With not half the gifts that I gave this earth,
I'm swindled of the joy of painful birth.
When a priest speaks like on the mount
I hear the words like blood from a fount.
Cover me in their staining lies
The mother in me turns and flies.
For your own son he had more time ,
To laugh , to sing, to drink water and wine .
What kind of God could be so unkind
To yoke my nape with this bind?
I raise my fist and shout to your leaden sky
''You Bastard !" you have no guts to tell me why,
You robbed me of my hopes , my dreams
And all that was and could have been
When you took my child of seventeen.