The Prayer

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    The Prayer

    Sacred nights in knelt devotion
    Practiced hopes of worship noted
    Reprimand for a sinners greed
    Creating true of worships need
    Silent whispers herald saints
    Antiquity grants golden gates
    Sacred scrolls of memories faint
    Repetition seems an answered way
    Longing for happiness ends
    A simple act never condemns
    Putting forth trust and heart
    Faith has never seemed so hard
    Realization comes in bounds
    That trust creates equal grounds
    This is not a derelict creed
    For we must all believe

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    WordSlinger commented on The Prayer

    03-31-2009

    I really love this poem. Thank you.

    maryann72961 commented on The Prayer

    03-31-2009

    I like this very much. good flow, well expressed.

    TERESA0519 commented on The Prayer

    03-26-2009

    Good Poem & so very true

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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