A Father’s Broken Heart

A father’s heart is broken as he hears his children cry
Their mother is near panic in fear that they will die.
“Daddy I am hungry,” the children say before their sent to bed
And the father’s barely holding onto sanity from the pounding in his head.

It is not from lack of caring; he works hard everyday
They had a comfortable living and received a decent pay.
Now his wife is blaming him for the pantry being bare
And the fighting is wearing on all of them as their tempers flare.

There is little food that can be bought and his check won’t even buy some bread
They both wonder how much longer they’ll have a roof above their heads.
Even if he is fortunate enough to continue working, what will it avail?
The entire economy is crumbling, the system now has failed.

He didn’t heed the warnings; he thought they were given by merchants of fear
And now those things of which they warned are not coming, they are here.
He thought it silly to make any preparation
Like many others he thought warnings just to be sensation.

The temperature is getting colder and without power there’ll be no heat
And in three more days they won’t even have a cracker left to eat.
How can the power be off? He thinks, “I always paid my bill.”
His wife must take medicine but the drug store hasn’t got her pills.

Yes this father’s heart is broken as he hears his children cry
There are moments when he thinks it would be better if they died.
They cannot leave because they haven’t any gasoline for the car
And yesterday he heard some news about a giant passing star.

Is that true, he wonders, because he’s now afraid not to believe.
How can he protect his family from a cosmic siege?
In fact his fears for his family are growing by the minute
And the ability to remain safe has far surpassed its limit.

The children can longer go outside for the neighborhood is not safe
A father’s heart is broken because his family is in this place.
A little food and a little water a little light and a little soap
These are precious commodities and the only thing more rare is hope.

Then a soldier comes to his door and asks to speak with him
He tells the father they are saved and a bus will come for them.
They family cries tears of joy for the children will get to eat
And they won’t die from the winter cold; they will have some heat.

They all pack their bags waiting for the bus in anticipation
When it arrives they quickly board without hesitation.
Their destination is unknown to them; but they don’t really care
This appears to his broken heart as an answer to his prayers.

Of course he never was one much for praying but he had been as of late
In fact just like he did the watchmen, most preachers he would berate.
But now things will be ok for to the rescue has come the State.
As the bus arrives at the FEMA camp he soon will learn their fate.

This father was a good man, he just did not take heed
This father was a good man and his family he longed to feed.
But this father did not provide his family’s greatest need
To have a father who believed God’s Word and spent time on his knees.

The family has been separated, the children from the parents
This facility is not what he imagined; it wasn’t at all apparent
That the children would be sent away to undergo education
And that even he and his wife would have to live in separation.

Every night his mind replays the words that he so long ignored
The words of the prophets and the watchmen as they implored
Warning good men and fathers to seek the God of all creation
Preaching we need repentance and the wise make preparation.

None have left this camp; none have returned to their homes
And in the Oval Office they have carried in a throne.
There is no one to represent those who have been interned
And a father’s heart is breaking as for his family he yearns.

This story continues to get darker and there is more that could be told
But you must seek the Truth for you today for time will not hold
Time marches ever onward and every day the prophecies unfold
May the fathers heed the warnings and the children be consoled.

To be prepared for tomorrow is not a difficult task
To be forgiven of our sins all we must do is ask.
Repentance is the preparation of the heart
And the heart is where the preparation for tomorrow starts.

1John 2:13-17

By Randy Conway

Aug 16, 2016

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