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prayer from a tired world
 
 He pulled His net from the choppy sea
 looked and found there were no fish to share
 so He walked to the shadow of an old olive tree
 fell to His knees and beseeched His Father in prayer
 
 saying “God i know in time you’ll bring in the fish
 and you’ll feed us till we want for no more
 but now, dear God, i have another unselfish wish
 can we please just stop the foolish wars?”
 
 then two thousand years later another man lived 
 he was broke and empty, not a penny to his name
 it seems he had given all he could give
 leaving more when he left than when he came
 
 even the last of his nickels had come and gone
 though dreams and prayers and wishes were still free
 heaven’s rain left him soaked to the bone
 and he remembered the man sitting beneath the tree
 
 his bleeding fingertips dug for crumbs of bread
 his aching heart searched for the solitude of words
 as he closed his eyes and lay down his weary head
 and peace was blocked by a heart disturbed
 
“Dear Father, i pray, two things and nothing more
 please take me home with you tonight
 and can we please stop these foolish wars?
 i’m tired, father…too tired to fight.”


 © tolbert

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