Dear
Lord,
I’d
like to chat with you,
If
you have the time
For
some things are on my mind,
And
you are the right one to talk to.
My
prayers to you come out as a lament
While
friends of mine seem pretty thrilled
To
see those actions and their hopes fulfilled
While
me and mine just feel pretty spent.
We
are an unholy mess
As I
look around at this place
And I
hang my head in disgrace
But
I love this place I must confess.
Jewish
people slaughtered when they met
Worship
on their minds and hearts
They
unknowingly would depart
Before
that holy day would set.
Guy
with a gun sought entrance into a church
Door
was locked to the black church so he gunned down
Two
black people while making very little sound
Except
that gun burping away leaving us all in an unholy lurch.
And
then that killer down in the south
Made
all those bombs and sent them out
To
people who’d been attacked by the one running about
Spewing
hatred from his wide-open mouth.
Still
people coming up from other places
Looking
for asylum from pain and destruction
Hope
in their hearts and their fear of abduction
Walking
the long path with weary worn faces.
While
still a thousand long miles from here
The
man in the White House sends military down to the border
Just
a week from the election, no small order
But
we know what is behind his very thin veneer.
It’s
all a big unholy political stunt
To
arouse his base and inflame the fury
Of
people of his ilk will not face any jury
While
we worry and pray and bear the brunt.
Some
of us keep on hoping and praying
That
the man with the power will see his wrongs
Repent
of his narcissism but we’ve waited too long
To
see any hope of change, you know what I’m saying.
Compassion
is lost across this fertile land
Incivility
reigns and is seen all day and night
Just
watch FOX NEWS, CNN, or MSNBC for the sight
Of
people hurting people and kindness banned.
We
have chosen up sides to the left and the right
And some
in the middle cling to hope
That
some ray of sensibilities will help us cope
When
our long, long days turned into the night of nights.
We’re
going to polls in large numbers as we pray
Then
election day is here for all of us to anticipate
That
change will come that we can all create
With
our children in mind and work for a brighter day.
Lord,
I
know that you hear
And
that you are near
Though
you are above the fray
And
that is why we hope and pray.
Amen