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A Prayer For Our Children
Oh, peaceful child of God, child of mine
Born of my womb and Heaven divine
Laying peacefully on bed of slumber sure
I am pleading this prayer o'er you
So safely you can live and see invisibility's pure.
Your small hands should stay warned
From thin lips adorned who feel nothing
At the simple souls who cry to mourn.
Your feet are so shaped to walk
With kings, queens and farmers stalks
But yet remain humble at moon's dark rising.
Be warned of two warring worlds that always
Tear away the innocence of simple days.
And feed their poison freely to little souls
Like you who dance on dusty deaths of old.
One world is hatred, prejudice, and bigotry blind
Sees no truth but feeding their bellies on little pure minds.
The other world is greed where taking is masked
By commerce grand laced with golden nets of task.
Both worlds compete and consume the children of light
You must lay down broken weapons to standard the right.
Never be so naive you believe their lips of liar's words
Their truth is a flimsy curtain not fit for slothful birds.
So stay lone, tall and true to equality's flag
Be deaf to hurried threatening whose promises all lag.
But dream a solitary dream of a colorless mass
Hold their hands strongly while bigotry's net will pass.
And take time to be happy with that you have earned
Not counting the days, hours or hearts by toiling to burn.
But yet, be thankful for handfuls of coin new
You are honest
Your are pure
You are blind to greed and bigotry's lure.
© 2017 Kenneth Avery