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The Eclectic Pen - A Mother's Prayer - Asked & Answered

By: Cheryl L.   + 2 more  
Date Submitted: 2/4/2007
Last Updated: 2/16/2007
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 215

  Dear Lord
Grant us a Place, Your prophesied dream,
where happiness and freedom is all that it seems.
A Place where Liberty is more than mere bell,
where snowflakes extinguise the fires of hell.

A Place where a Mind nevermore we waste;
Where achievements are based on merit not race.
Where the word Authority isn't abbreviated "Male - White"
A Place where brothers encourage Not Fight.

Where children aren't born destined to sleep on a street.
Where gangs and violence nevermore we meet.
My maternal SELF, She worries so much
with these issues and more upon which I haven't touched

Grant me the courage Lord, Show me THY Way;
Guide me with Patience Lord, but start me today!
For the Love of my children,
strong, infinate, and true;
For the sake of our world Lord,
Green Grass, Skies Sparkling Blue.


Dear Child,
Pass on these words to all that will hear,
when doubts arise, know that I'm near;
The Plan was established many a year ago,
though it's still confusing to you, just remember "I KNOW".

Use deeds to encourage and words that can heal,
not drugs of destruction nor weapons that kill.
Together stand equal, the rich and the poor;
When prejudice beckons shout NO, NEVERMORE!

For the Love of MY children;
strong, infinate, and true.
For the sake of MY world;
Green Grass, Skies Sparkling Blue.

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katzpawz - 2/5/2007 2:01 PM ET
Thank you, this is beautiful AND thought provoking!
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