David Chadwick

A poem for the month - September 2020

The Long Game

We were supposed to be in this for the long game

But it’s not so easy to believe that these days

We were meant to take the odd reversal in our stride

And to not worry because God moves in mysterious ways

In the end, it would all turn out all right

That’s what we were taught to believe, and yet

Sometimes it feels like the clock is running down

Remind me, what was the purpose? … don’t let me forget.