Job

Job's children were as treasures in his eyes
but all were snatched away like so much breath
no dispensation for the pure or wise
misfortune's indiscriminate as Death
three friends perform a pious dance and song
their visit may evoke Abraham's tent
haKodesh barukh Hu proclaims them wrong;
their arguments should not leave Job content
if God's omnipotent, what's Evil's part?
if we knew only good, could we be free?
were there no tension between head and heart
we wouldn't struggle with theodicy
the problem's unresolved where the book ends
God, spare me from such trials, and such friends!