John Remos

he is walking, his lips are dry and cracked and his stomach rumbles. He drops to his knees in the sand and looks up at the sky and screams GOD WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!? I have prayed for drink and you have brought nothing, I pray for food and you have not fed me, and I pray to hear your words and you never say anything. Why have you forgotten me, O’ Lord? Is it not enough that I have devoted my life to you? Is it not enough that I fast and starve myself knowing I have food?