I have some questions
I cannot answer,
Maybe you can, my friend,
But no silly banter.
Why does it appear
Barbados is always spared
And to other countries
We are compared?
Hurricanes come calling
And we get a brush
While others for some reason
Are thoroughly ambushed.
Union Island is a mess
So too is Carriacou,
St. Lucia, St. Vincent and Jamaica
Just to name a few.
What is it we have
That these countries do not
That seemingly protects us
And acts as a block?
Do they not pray
Just like Barbadians do
And trust God to shield them
Like He does me and you?
Aren’t they His children
Like you and I?
So, why do they suffer such loss
And some even die?
I sometimes get a sense
Our time is not far away
And what others have suffered
We’ll experience one day.
It is true our fishing fleet
Has taken a bashing
And the storm surge from Beryl
Gave our coasts a lashing.
But this is nothing
Compare to elsewhere
Where some have been driven
To their knees in despair.
Most without shelter
In some countries
Where Beryl in her fierce anger
Decimated their properties.
No water at the taps
And no electricity,
Only apocalyptic devastation
And abject misery.
What evil did they do
To be deserving of this
While we, on another occasion,
Had a relative miss?
Are we better than they
And more often pray?
Do we far more than they do
Walk in God’s way?
Is Satan’s evil hand
On them more than on us?
Are they more unrighteous ones there
That have rejected Jesus?
Jesus had fisher friends
With whom he communed
And on occasions rescued them
From peril and certain doom.
Why did he not protect
Our fishermen’s boats
But permit them like driftwood
In the water to float?
I refer you to Job
Who had questions too,
Back then he had no answers;
Tell me, do you?
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