A Short Thursday Prayer
Lord, help me to keep these eyes stayed on you Aren’t there a ton of things that catch their attention? That make them weak and tired…
Lord, help me to keep these eyes stayed on you Aren’t there a ton of things that catch their attention? That make them weak and tired…
Again, laughter came naturally….. Her eyes sparkled almost as though she had been filled with something Again, she found the words… Those words she assumed…
Tell me why I wear this smile? No… No… No… It’s not what you think… It’s not that other thought lurking around your brain either I…
Thin…. The night sounds thin… Somewhere in the thinness is a distant place of quiet Designed to suit my soul tonight. No its not troubling, this…
The seconds refuse to wait upon me….. quickly they fly past my eyes… Making a mockery of my attempt to achieve…. As they fly, my anger…
I opened my eyes and discovered I was old Gone were my youthful looks and lustful desires Gone were my desire for new things; bags, shoes,…
The child groaned Showing a set of milk milky teeth She held on strongly to her mother’s filthy feet The same feet that pushed her off…
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