Sorrow Poem by Parker Perrella

I'd rather feel sorrow
Than the numbness of fantasy.
I'd rather feel grief in the present
Than the denial of reality.
Let the tears flow down as a rushing stream,
Hear me wail and scream in agony,
Let there be relief in the release.
This hole emptied out by tragedy,
Fill it with the hope of glory
That is to be revealed to me.
Father, we hold on to the promises of your majesty.
We marvel at the truth of your sovereignty.
For there is a time for joy and a time for mourning,
But forever and always, you receive the glory.
Hallelujah! Amen.