Nancy L. Meek

TO THE PART OF YOU THAT DIED IN WAR

How dare you say to The Potter,
“I hate what you’ve done with this clay!”
For who are “you” to judge God
as He molds you day-by-day?

Surely, it’s moved you to notice
the effects of war on man.
That, in itself, is a blessing,
to have witnessed it all first-hand.

If the lights go out in a rainstorm,
you don’t blame the wind or the rain,
nor the thunder or lightning bolts flashing;
and besides, you’d have nothing to gain.

You should look to the breakers or wiring,
or perhaps to a transformer blown,
but never to God, who is perfect,
for His light outshines your own.