Tuesday, March 5, 2013

At the Gate--By Sandra Stefanowich--Canada

At the Gate

I swim in the aftermath of the storm that rolls through my mind
twisting and turning in rogue waves that leaves my vision blind.

As I hear the screams of the righteous who said it was "God's will"
I contemplate and question the logic of their basic fundamental skills.

I have felt the searing eyes of disapproval that still burns upon my skin
I suppose I should have died too as my existence is considered a sin.

Alone I stand on a distant shore watching the seas of hatred grow
in silence lamenting; this is not the God that I have come to know.

I don't know how or when the love for our fellow man began to dissipate
but I won't be led down the manicured garden path of apathy and hate.

I have learned what's right and wrong and you can't tear my faith apart,
I feel no need to be in a church as I know that God is with me in my heart.

Apathy comes in all shapes and forms even from those who faith it is to believe
to turn our backs, I don't think that's what God intended for us all to achieve.

Sadly the waves still crash angrily ashore and soulless winds continue to tempt fate,
one day in the ruins of our own destruction, we will all answer for at the gate.

Sandra Stefanowich is from Ontario.


  1. A searching poem with plenty to ponder. Thank you for the share. I look forward to reading more from your pen. Ralph.

  2. Deep feeling here in your words - your expressions is felt by so many. Wonderful write, thank you for sharing this one Sandra...


  3. Dear Sandra,

    Thank you for your encouraging comments for contributors. It is supportive people like you that make Whispers possible. Blessings to you my friend. I appreciate all your efforts.


  4. Thank you, Jack Horne, for the following comment--

    Sandra Stefanowich: Loved this powerful piece - and such truth here.

  5. Dear Sandra,

    It can be such a cruel world with some people crueler still if by apathy alone. It's a searing poem you've written and try to keep my eye on the saintly (not easy sometimes).


  6. Thank you, Helen Dowd, for the following comment--

    Hello Sandra

    Thanks for your good poem. I liked it all, but I especially like this: "I feel no need to be in a church as I know that God is with me in my heart."..I wrote a poem on that too. Some of us are not able to be in church, but "God is not in church alone." ... Keep up the good work. I was glad to read a fellow Canadian's work....Helen Dowd

  7. Thank you to all who read and commented on this poem. All your comments are appreciated very much.