
This poem was dropped on the Black Author showcase wall on Facebook for Poetry Month - still beautiful and meaningful. Yet I Do Marvel I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind And did He stoop to quibble could tell why The little buried mole continues blind, Why flesh that mirrors Him must some day die, Make plain the reason tortured Tantalus Is baited by the fickle fruit, declare If merel...
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