The Question on My Mind

I think to rebel against good Jesus:
"You do not ever establish Your good law.
"No, Your flock now preaches sin is okay,
"And my poverty is proof of that. I'm
"Mocked and berated and called a fool by
"All Your people, and called a heretic
"For trying to live righteously." I sigh.
"Yet, will the world accept your law, though
"I know not even Your flock does? I love
"Your law, it is my whole meditation.
"Once again, will the atheist forgive 
"My debt? No, they will never. Thus, only 
"You have the power to forgive. Christians
"Will not love me, atheists neither. Yet
"You forgive all debtors. So I believe.
"Is there great reward for me on this Earth?
"None that I can see... for I love you LORD
"Yet why does Your hand not reach down and pluck
"Me from my desperate state? Why am I mocked?
"Why am I teased and called a fool by all?
"Ah, 'tis only consistent with Your Word.
"For the righteous suffer long in this life.
"Now I understand, my LORD, Your great truth."