prayer from a tired world

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