A CHILD'S PRAYER

Dear Lord,
Sunup reflects the brilliance of a new morn
But yesternight left me bitter and torn
My eyes closed to the dry trail of tears on my cheek
Triggered by the marks engraved on my back
Ma hushed me to sleep, to keep my lips sealed
My friend you are, my hope, my all
Let this day shower mercy and rain joy

We seek laughter
Happiness to maim the pain
An exchange for the tears
A sign from heaven's domain
Daily we weep on muted tones awaiting a ray of hope
Ma cries for the things we are not
For our lives dictated by the bottle and drunken words
I cry for the things that we are
For the life we live, the burden of silence on our lips
My friend you are my hope and all
Let this day shower mercy and rain joy

By nightfall, we stand alert
Our eyes transfixed on pa's drunken dance
The ritual of belts stroking our backs
The resounding echoes of loud cries
A scream, a shout, again
A dose of pain with each stroke
We live for the bond of love that binds us
My friend you are, my hope and all
Let this day strengthen the love between mother and son
Amen


©Opetu Ebibote


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