Myrrah reflections disappear into usefulness
Lord I need a miracle
And I don't know how many more I'll ever need
But lord I need a miracle again
Again for something that isn't me
I find myself in a world I found to love
Allow this vessel,
Your miracle of my body,
to allow to grant
Your power to heal.
The wives beaten,
The brain damage of the spouses making them beat
The starving stomachs
The chronic pains
The haunting environments
And of the children
Tormented in ways
No human should ever
Be
I cannot tolerate being only a witness to suffering
I refuse to be inert.
I need to bridge prayer to action
to serve the alleged witness of earth.
Whether thats you or me.
I'm not attempting to audit a faith,
But there's said to be a power thats yours.
And if it's mine, I need help knowing how that can be.
Take control over me and use my body to heal the world desperately in need
Lord I need a miracle
For the world I find myself in
To never allow another to be born with the sickness of the wicked fake leaders, serpentines shedding skins of what they speak, stealing innocence, sickened abusers, I'm not asking to take away free will,
Rather, to take away of the sickness the causes them to be.
Lord use me
As your vessel
To heal the world that needs you
You gave me the miracle of life
Let me pay you back by helping the world
I will not exploit it
I will not take credit.
I only want to find a world
Healed of bitter ailments.
I'm not looking to justify or for my purity,
Rather another plea from our dirt quality
Turn my reason into utility
Beyond whats feasible to humanity
Dissolve my piece as an offering
Reflect my peace out of me
And shine it back onto a worlds suffering.
Bury my adventure into the exhausting.
Sacrifice my treasure I cannot take with me
To fund an erasure of cancers suddenly.
Forsake me from what's righteous humbly,
For the indignant and the trusting.
My life may have been intended as a blessing,
And through this we may let it be.
Ignore my humane fallibility
Forget of what you wanted to see come from me.
I'll throw it all away to give the world
Back the love
It gave unto me
I don't speak in words of belief
I’m here because you’re the only one this question can be asked of.
And its a hope lingering,
For you to be listening.
Guide my hands,
Take my bones.
Find the lands
That needs the most.
I don't want to be a product
of a world that cannot be helped
in entirety
I want better for all
Therefore I offer up
Myself
But thats just me.
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