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For Those of Us Not Good at Praying

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Good God,

Please grant us

Clemency,

A fancy word

In church or court

For mercy

But don’t be fancy with us,

We need help, that’s all

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Simply and, well,

In miracles

There are hungry people

Many sick with disease

There is disease of mind

As well

And those who want

Their way and want

The rest of us as well

And there is evil in that,

The kind you say

In your book

Is under the sun,

Meaning every day

And most likely every hour

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So we must pray for food

(safe water)

And for freedom

A cure when your nature

Hurts us, a cure when

Others try to bring us down

In the other way

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We might be

At traffic lights, just now

Sitting in back seats of cars

With ear-pods in

Our ears

Or other things

Distracting

Sorry, we get around to this

Too late at times

Well, most of the time

(most of us)

We are not saints

Whoever they might be

We are only

People in need

Amen,

We should say amen

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C L Couch

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Photo by Kristy Kravchenko on Unsplash

Minneapolis, United States

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