Why is this life so hard to understand?
Why sometimes do people not feel the touch of your hand?

So many lives in this world are left torn apart.
It's so hard to watch, it really hurts my heart.

Why are there some who can have anything,
Yet others who try but end up with nothing?

I get so confused and wonder if you really care.
Then I remember your Son and how his life he shared.

But I still wonder why this world is so cruel to the good,
And why the wicked don't suffer the way that they should.

God, one day I'll no loger wonder why when I meet you that glorious day in the sky.