Too Many Hurt In This World

By Marie Lee

Too many hurt in this world,

Wounds passed down

From generation to generation.

Chains of sorrow,

Crying of the hearts that are broken,

Longing to be heard,

Longing to be set free.

Every hurt becomes retaliation,

Every pain turns into fear.

Silence hides the struggle,

Thoughts become battles of the mind

Escaping into shadows

Souls are becoming legal drug addicts, prescribed by the System.

Every hurt has its moment,

Every soul cries for help.

Discontent and despair

Bring dishonour,

Bring disrepair.

Human nature

To pretend,

To give in

But every pain is different,

Shaped by the streets,

By the wars,

By the hidden masks of love

That deceive and cannot be trusted.

Pain can move us

To compassion

Or to hate.

But such deception

It was never God's plan.

Human suffering

How can it end

If God is not within?

How can we withstand

The great battle of good and evil

Without His power?

If we understood,

We would see:

The hungry,

The homeless,

The addicted

Their pain is not forever.

Through God, we conquer.

Through prayer,

Through fasting,

Through His Word

And His Spirit within.

Too many hurt in this world!

Have you wondered

Where did it begin?

Have you wondered

When will it end?

The Great Controversy tells us:

How the world began,

How it will end,

How minds will be bound

By deception,

By power,

By control.

Yet through God's Word

Comes awakening,

Freedom,

And peace.

Reflection

This poem is a heartfelt reminder that the brokenness we see around us — whether in pain, addiction, or despair — is not the end of the story. Through Christ, there is healing, freedom, and hope.

“He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.” – Psalm 147:3 (KJV)