A Poet's Prayer
Bless me
with the fluency of fury
and the articulate voice of anger.
Spare me though,
of its affliction of aggression.
Let my pen paint
the reflection of my thoughts
like a mirror.
Thus my lines become
clones of my imaginations.
Let creativity be
the stubborn shadow
of my verses
and let not inspiration
fly out of my window.
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