Hello it’s me, can you help?
I want to know, but then again do I?
To think or not to think, that is the question.
Is it nobler to ignore this rock hanging over my head?
Many bosses, many answers, all fall short of my true interest.
Hey God, why do you remain silent? Am just not listening?
I wonder if the waiting is worse?
If you are waiting with me please remember my dignity.
It is even more important now.
I don’t need to feel more helpless,
I need a friend more than an advisor.
If I have a question I will ask.
Mostly I wait on Gods answer.
It tends to come in a small voice and gives meaning to the verdict.
Hey God I am waiting.
For a friend who waits for a biopsy.