Friday, September 13, 2013

Fragility

Father of mine, I relied on the fragility of prayer. 
Gracely kneelt bowing before you for the the tears were uncotrollable then
Cleansed your body with the pain of my memories
Kissed your porcelain skin pleading as before when there was no need to
I asked for you now to rid me of all the blessings you punished me with
May I ask why if it did assist with the pain?
Shall I complain if it persuaded you to answer me?
If it was your will I must endure my destiny

As always I surrender to ease of waiting for an answer ,motionless 
Silently grasping the rosary intertwined along with the cords engulfed in morphine and my fingers
Reciting your name please hear me say 
Father, I offer myself to you
For you to heal me
For you to make me useful 
wherever you wish for that to be

Father of mine, I can solely rely on prayer
Awaiting for a miracle if it so be 
Make it be mine as I lay in bed 
Let me rise before you without tears streaming onto your bare feet
If it were my will 
I wouldn't show you that I have a reason to cry... for you not to give me another

1 comment:

  1. I wish not to offend anyone with the religious views of this poem. The goal is just to convey an illness and the desperate search for a cure. Bedridden relying only on the fragility of prayer.

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