This is not in Your character

This is not in Your character,
It goes against my understanding.

Though pain and death are commonplace,
It does not fit Your story.

Injustice and inconsistency
Aren't the words I heard about You.

Yet You say You long to hear
My railing against,

Want my outraged charges
Levelled at You.

The exhortations for action
From my powerlessness.

Your book tells of rich triumphing,
The meek suffering

Gains lost and progress undone,
Another rise of Babylon

The world shows suffering,
Reaped by those who didn't sow

Yet you call me to lament
To document and weep,

To remind You what You know
Like a persistent widow.