The Prayer

God, the creator of death
Descend the angel of death
Down to my struggles on earth
For my struggles can't have
Stolen your sacred seeds 
of immortality at birth!

Let my struggles die
Help me bury them
Resurrect them as prosperity!
Eternal, fruitful prosperity!

#Ameeeeen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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