Prayer Request

Merry Christmas Dad, what were You doing
When I was outside in the field with my fox hood
And my snake skin drops of intangible oil? Did You see
My yoga pamphlets fluttering out into the crazed wilderness

Or the rig Veda buried under the rocks?
My mala beads in every direction?
Or when I hid behind the tree from the angel of the sun?
Did You see me under the moon egg-eyed and baffled

And under every object in the heaven, crying?
Were You listening to me Dad?
When I cried for a thorn, and the last thorn too?
When I felt, and still feel unloved, is there anything in You for me?

Here homeless in the city, floating and mourning
My stay away from society. Living with a man and a woman who exist for sex,
Lubricated by money, easy to them.
Where is my lot in You?

by Anonymous

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