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Wish Upon a Star
Of energy that’s sent by you, ’Tis more than likely none gets through. And when you wish upon a star, The odds, more likely, aren’t than are. And when you try to bring good luck, things are as apt to run amok. Enlist a specter of the dead? Some things are better left unsaid. It seems to me your influence Possesses slight incongruence When seeking on behalf of me; Your means lack certain agency. For energy and wish and chance, Invoking spirits from a trance, At risk of repeat, I must stress, Seem not a pathway for success. The wish and energetic bits Suggest a certain loss of wits; For undirected in the void, What means is it they might employ To guide the path which they traverse and not attenuate or worse? Contacting spirits of the dead Who, when alive, unlikely led You to believe all-knowing kin Who never returned calls back then Would suddenly then change their mind, Give answer and be able to Fulfill requests thus made by you? Now it might really make you laugh That I would pray on your behalf; But channeling a beam at you Just gives me migraines ere it’s through. And if I tried to bring you luck, The obvious by which I’m struck Is when the coin shows tails, not heads, Did my wish bring you ill instead? At least the target for my prayer: An all-wise IS who’s everywhere. Can I aim true? I have a shot, For there is nowhere He is not. And further, He inclines His ear, Assures us that our thoughts are clear Received by Him, and better still, He carries out when in His will. Can He accomplish what I ask? The universe: a simple task. So humor me, I’ll pray for you And leave to Him to see it through; At worst, it hurtles to the void, The gods, remaining unannoyed, but that just causes inward groan At thoughts of whether we’re alone… So ponder if it could be true: The Infinite considers you? For that’s an elevated thought that lands you in a bigger plot eliminating luck and chance Or raising spirits in a trance: A God who knew you in advance And wants to be with you.
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