she prays a lot
feels all she’s got
to change her lot
sadly
and radio gospel
being screamed
it just sounds mean
frankly
praying for miracles
one-stop cures
for living the same life
daily
desperate to change me
insists i start praying
only jesus is going to
save me
intentions heartfelt
but her home is awash
with habitual mayhem
disharmony
‘cause nothing but prayer
desperate grasping at air
will get you nowhere
most assuredly
and why must i pray
when i strive everyday
to live this brief life
mindfully
while she prays a lot
certain it’s all she’s got
ignoring the truth of it
blindly
but i take it in stride
got nothing to hide
and nothing to prove
really
I’ll lend a kind ear
bear laughter through tears
be a friend being me
quite naturally
