An Angry Prayer
By Ganjiki D Wayne
Dear Lord,
Angry, feel like calling a thousand curses without tarry
On the instigators of the chaos in this sweet country
At least hear me out as I vent the anger within me
You said "be angry but do not sin", so if I do please forgive me
I know you won't oblige my humble request
To wipe them off the face of the earth tonight?
But it doesn't hurt to ask...right?!
If that's too much perhaps just some accidents
With injuries that'll incapacitate them
From doing further damage to our land's reputation
You said that evil-doers will one day be dead
They'd be "cut down like the grass and wither as the green herb"
Could You kindly make that happen soon...oh please do!
We have so many that we could do without
If that's still too much then perhaps we can settle for flu
Pierce their dark souls with righteous fears
And if they don't change then I hope You can
Reconsider my two earlier pleas
Nevertheless not my will, but Yours be done
You said to the righteous man
That you "shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light
And thy judgment as the noonday"
So let the light of those who are innocent
In these dark times, shine incandescent
A thousand fingers, a thousand directions
While we in the stands each choose affiliations
But You are a Judge whose judgement is just
So protect the innocent, steady justice like a strong mast
Give wisdom to those who seek it from You
And let the folly of the wicked deepen the hole he's fallen into
Crush them like the serpent's head
Let them reap the evil that they sow
Nevertheless not my will but Yours be done!
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"INSPIRING PASSION"
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