Praying

I want to break out into song at every turn

Not because I am glad or sad but because I yearn

I seek to expel this lump of emotion stuck in my head

Making it hard to peel myself of the bed

Virally infecting the organ in my chest

Many times I have asked God for rest

But this is a request I do not deserve

See I believe He sent me here to serve

To learn to live and live to learn

Till my time on this surface is done

Anxiety has always been a friend

With it I don’t have to pretend

The only safe place my personality can hide

Till I ride out life’s raging tide

I don’t mean to be a harbinger of doom

In a globe already brimming with gloom

An incessant uncertainty continuing to loom

Where would you like people to go

If we all belong nowhere what seeds shall we sow

For a forlorn future in our overpopulating sphere

I see now why the news is filled with fear

But still I sing

Alarm bells I will continue to ring

While hoping and praying , all i’m saying

Is we should better the bed in which we’re laying.

Photo by Janpen04081986. Published on 06 January 2017
Stock photo – Image ID: 100497575

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