Disillusioned

   ,yet thy Lord was recalcitrant.

Nights and days of pleas—

   For I begged, pleaded, screamed, yelled, cursed.

Until exasperation overcame me

   ,yet the Lord bestowed nothing but disillusionment. 

How odious can thou be,

     for the Lord to forsake?

Did my vociferation signify naught—

    Or was thy Lord too obstinate?

Fatuity may have overcome me

   ,yet my doubts remain compelling.

                                  For he has left me disillusioned.