The One Who Knows
They can send a man all the way to the moon
And make robots that dance and play
So why can't they cure cancer?
Or free my friend from pain?
They have pills for almost every ailment
Most times the side effects are worse
Is that why I never feel better?
Or was I struck by some ancient curse?
They act like they have all the answers
While denying the One who does
Maybe that's why they struggle for knowledge
And why they can't help the rest of us.
And the One who does know the answers
Won't tell me until I am dead
Too bad I won't be able
To tell everyone what He said.
Caren E. Salas