You promised, God.
You promised.
Yet we look backward,
we look forward,
we look side to side,
and surrounding us are
the floodwaters of violence
and the rains of despair.
You promised to remember,
but we are drowning.
You promised to remember,
but we are dying —
death mocks us
and fools bet against us.
Remember us, God.
Remember.
We remember you.