Is God here, does God not care,
  Why is there no intervention,
    While people die, or are exiled
Doesn't God only want what is good?
  Do I lack being good, 
    Am I at fault, then
I don't want that God, hard and 
  Unloving, yet
    The crack is made
Breaking begins, understanding
  God is not what others make
    God exists in the cracks
Brokenness exposed,
  Allowing light, healing
    Understanding, maybe not
Oh, the love unbound
  By the grave of a friend,
    For whom Jesus wept