MY PRAYER BY FIONA CUMMINGS

MY PRAYER

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

Remove all hatred from this world

Pave our paths in shining gold

Let us into a secret never told

Show us the way to go

To find our way home

Where rivers flow

And valleys shelter

Where money doesn’t pay

For those who feel wealthier

A kind heart reaches out to us

Without making any fuss

We will always have a hand for others

Everyone are like sisters and brothers

No matter what colour our skin is

Can we have the answers to this life skills quiz?

May those who walk in darkness see the light?

And our skies shine silver stars by night

For those who can’t walk up stairs

Let a miracle take place please?

For the heartless allow them to care

And the deaf to hear birds in the trees?

Those who hurt deep with in

Show them ways to smile

And if others are a little cautious

Perhaps feeling forever anxious

Free them from their troubles

And give them a peaceful mind?

For those who get into scuffles

Whisper words so kind

So they too will learn

That life is for living

To take after giving

Let fires keep us warm

But never ever burn

In ice I hope we will never slip

And allow us to walk with a good grip

Birds and bees

All creatures please

Give them the rights too

To be free from chains and the zoo

For we don’t need to eat their flesh

Or torture them by whipping and killing

This prayer I so badly wish

Would come true

But how?

Only by giving us a clew

Do we look to the sky?

Do we pray to the same God?

 Perhaps that is the answer

This isn’t too hard

Do we really need to hang an antler?

Or wear a tusk?

Is this a must?

I don’t think so

Where from here do we go?

Well we would have to all agree

 We are all part of the same family tree

Be there for your neighbour

Do a good day of labour

Look to do a favour

Be grateful

Respectful

And see what a change you can make

Be honest

Not a fake

It sounds easy doesn’t it?

Do you belong?

Do your shoes fit?

Your hand in my glove

And ready to feel love

Why not give it a go

What have you got to lose?

It’s up to you

You choose

It could be fabulous

  End killings treacherous

Lets make a new start

Please hear these words

Direct from my heart

 

Copyright Fiona Cummings 2015