A Silent Prayer
Dark, punishing days lie ahead.
Winter has crept up once again and I'm deep
in sad contemplation, saying a silent prayer
for the downtrodden without the creature comforts
I often take for granted, imagining how
they're muddling through life.
Each time the furious rage of winter roars
belligerently, wreaking miserable havoc,
and it's chill on my skin is immediate
and unforgiving; I think of those occupying
ramshackle dwellings with no heat
to keep warm, and say a silent prayer.
Especially on my mind, all the homeless folks
I've given money to while stopped at a traffic light.
"You've made my day, sir. God bless you!,"
I remember one once saying to me.
Where is this man now? Somewhere warm and safe?
Please, God, hear my silent prayer for him!
The mere thought of one,
just one stray animal, fending for itself out in the cold
is depressing enough to make me misty-eyed.
Why is life during winter so appallingly savage?
It's too harsh an element for such a poor creature. I say
a silent prayer for God's mercy. It's really all I can do.
Submitted for...
Your 2021 N-A Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
Date: 04/25/2021
N/A in All Yours Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 01/20/2021
Date posted: 01/17/2021
Date originally written: 07/23/2007
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