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I’m black and talented
Now that’s two strikes already
They say I can handle it
But the blows you’ve dealt are heavy
Now I emulate the stone that I kneel beside
These sobs I can’t hide tormenting my frame
My pride has long since decayed
Empty, murderous thoughts resonate
Through my dome
Cries of TAKE ME INSTEAD are strangled
By the wind and tears fall
Like blood stained wood
Like guilty eyes
Like heretical protection
Like stars
I
Am
Your
Job
Testing me I sacrificed my all
But you take her and not me
Cuz you’ve got a plan but I don’t understand
My light
I cannot see the forest for all the trees
Without
Her
I now see that she was my crutch
Snatched away so I could stand
I harden my heart towards my children
For fear that they too will disappear
In the end I find they are lost to me anyway
Years pass
I stay true and further your name
But I feel you less now
I rarely pray fearing that I cannot
Keep the accusation from my eyes
You’ve beaten the songs from me
The waver in my voice haunting you with her screams
But my silence only reminds you of my children’s distance
I
Am
Your
Job
But you’ve left me
Alone
