Tell Us When

reading by
Melba Christie

I ask respectfully

I don’t want to be rude

The expectation is not great anymore

There is no butterfly crossing

To give me comfort

I don’t want to rush you

But I know You must Know;

that what is happening,

Pains us so.

Isn’t time we know

I don’t want the so called experts to tell us

I don’t want to hear it from you know who

Could you please tell him to shush

Like I said I do not mean to rush

I believe only You.

I trust only You.

I want to know was is true.

I pray everyday this craziness ends.

Please tell us when.