I Pray
Vehemently, I pray
God make me a way
So my leg will walk to that place
Where I can save my poor face
From a heart-wrenching ridicule
And from their mouth, unending spittle
Wash my head, if it'd been cussed
Forgive my transgression, if that be the cause
I desire fortune to live my life
Oh Lord I plead, end my strive
Bless my unfortunate soul,
And make penury my foe
I pray!
Copyright © Ifedayo Mayowa | Year Posted 2016
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