Prayer Time

Written by: Funshio The Poet

Psalms are rendered 
Recitals are made
Confessions are voiced out
And the tempo rises
Sweat oozes from the body
Ecstasy is evident, yet unexplainable
With reeling and rolling
Stooping and shouting
The forces of darkness are choked up
O yes! They are left with no choice
Intermittent periods of soberness
The ambience thickened with a taste of spirituality
More periods of soberness
The ambience is sterile
Requiem is observed, and 
The grace is shared