Where Are You Today?

Did you forget everyone needs love,
I ask of my glorious God above.
I am in the richest nation of all,
but down in Haiti buildings fall.
Do you still hear the needy call,
or do you stand aloof, strong, tall,
separated from the weak and small.
From the rubble, children crawl,
others buried under a broken wall.
In the streets, the looters brawl.
Where is your peaceful white dove?
Where are you today God of love?