Marites C. Cayetano

(Philippines)

I Am Your Child


Why do you have to give me this heart
to think of my brethren
and cry for their sufferings and pains
while you don‘t give me enough strength and power
to heal them
and to comfort them?

Why do you have to put me in the middle
of the people in comfort
and of the people in pain
leaving me not be able to join the laughters
not be able to cry the pains?

Why do you have to test my strength
while you know that I am weak?

Father....I am your child.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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