Prayer
Last night I prayed for the first time in years
Earnestly prayed
I got down on my knees at the end of my bed and everything
But I didn’t pray for what I used to
I didn’t beg for forgiveness
I didn’t thank God for his goodness
Or even ask for him to change me
I asked him to change you
To soften your hearts
To give you both a revelation
To open your eyes
But he didn’t listen to me
I imagine him turning his head from me
Sneering, face contorted in disgust
Crushing my pleas with his heel
Or then again… maybe you are just assholes
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LOVE IT🫶 the flow is amazing and the ending makes the whole poem!
Ha! The ending is disarming. I like it.
Been in that place before, at the end of the bed. I’ve felt the desperation that brings such a prayer out, the despair when it doesn’t seem to do anything. You right about it well here. Thank you for sharing.
This is a really special poem-thank you-been there myself.