The Great Spirit Also Forget

"Then I discovered that her throat was swollen and red. My poor child, how I cried with her because the Great Spirit had forgotten us! "At last, when we reached this western country, on the first weary night your sister died. And soon your uncle died also, leaving a widow and an orphan daughter [ ]" ("My Mother"; Impressions of an Indian Childhood by Zitkala SA)

[ ] The lowly child that God stole from me

knew how to help me simply by loving me;

it was the happiness of my life

to see her eyes watching me.

[ ] Did you think, then, fatal master,

that through contemplating you,

I would no longer see that sweet being,

and it could well go away? [ ]

(Victor Hugo; "Three Years Later"; Les Contemplations)

God, o God. Why not me, old fool... useless body! Why did you take my son?

(A father, who has just lost his son)

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Human made in His image, the ancients say we are

We grow up watching mother praising Him

And with time we understand, things are not just granted

We start praising, showing good examples

Pleasing mother twice by pleasing Him

And mother praise Him for who we are

"Mother, when I am tall [ ], you shall not have to come for water.

I will do it for you." (Zitkala SA; "My Mother")

And then mother got sick, very sick...she pray, we pray

We all praise Him, We trust Him, He is Father

...We are powerless, she suffers so much

She will get better, we believe Him, believe in Him

Mother will get better, her grand-children need her

She is holding on by faith, she says "He is my strength"

And, Mother? Mother? G'morning mother...

She is not any more, not here any more

No, this is not the way it ought to happen

We didn't finish what we have planned for her

Taking care of her for the rest of her life

She is gone in the middle of the night, before dawn, no g'bye

In His image we have been created

A father runs away from his spring

A mother gives away her baby

A young man unloved find peace in death

Where is Our Father? Why such a heavy loneliness

It is so cold, I can't feel His warmth, Are You there, Father?