Morning
Paper, Mourning Prayer
Let
us pray for the born children.
Let
our prayers lift us to our feet.
Let
us pray for the born children.
Let
us take not another moment
of
silence,
but
let us raise our voices now.
Let
our prayers be the works
of
our hands,
the
inclination of our hearts.
Let
our prayers be hope &
sweet,
unbroken dreams.
Let
our prayers be soup & bread
&
rice & oranges.
Let
our prayers move us out of pews
into
the villages & shelters.
Let
us pray for the born children.
the
children sleeping now
inside
the house next door,
the
children sleeping
on
the streets.
children
in Israel & India
& Palestine.
the
wounded children in Iraq.
Let
us pray for the born children.
Let
us pray that we might cease
to
plant the seeds of fear
& hatred in their minds.
that
we might never lay
another
weapon of destruction
in their arms.
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