Shadows joined to pray
on the run of the spare –
in the space of one day.
It would help if God cared…
Over my barren nest
ghosts have gathered to fly.
And my life is now blest
just with black crows cry.
Plans to join new skies
to redress all past wrongs
to rewrite fateful lines
and to heal burning wounds.
Prayer
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