THE LONELIEST PRAYER
A man, maybe you even forgot, I wonder, am I in living hell?
Am I alive or not?
I think it's been more than ten years now,
Since my last friend left this place.
I guess he's back home-
Wherever that is-
Among the human race.
Forgive me Lord, if I seem untrue
To the values that my parents taught,
To thoughts of you, of family and of country-
These things for which I fought.
But, as I've endured the endless days
That dragged on into years,
I've battled with my very being
To hold back the bitter tears.
My children,
By now they're no longer small,
By now they've nearly grown.
My poor wife, she's had that too;
She's raised them all alone.
I've wept to hold my darlings,
To watch my children grow,
To feel your presence, Lord,
My faith in you to show.
Bless me, Father, and take this life,
Please let it end today.
I DID NOT DIE
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars, that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
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