Sometimes...

....

You can cry until there
is nothing wet in you.

....

You can scream and curse
to where your throat
rebels and ruptures.

....

You can pray, all you
want, to whatever God
you think will listen.

....

And still it makes NO DIFFERENCE.

....

It goes on with no sign
as to when it might
release you.

....

And you know that if
it ever did relent...

....

It would not be because it cared...