Poem: Becoming A Cynic

Another person stumbles
Another person falls.
I cry out to the Lord
In despair and rage
Pain and weariness
“Is no one safe?
Does no on stand
For what claim?”
I know
Mentors have a way
Of letting us down.
Role models fall short
Develop blemishes as we grow.
I used to wonder
Why so many people became cynics
Now I wonder
Why we’re not all cynics
By the time we’re done preschool.
But though the darkness
Has shadowed another soul
And my disappointment
Is vast indeed
I will not become a cynic.
I will hold onto hope.
No sin guarantees condemnation
Light can come out of darkness
Love covers a multitude of sins.
I cannot stop others
From falling off the cliff.
All I can
Is choose:
Choose hope;
Choose faith;
Choose love.
Trust God
To make things right
In the end.