Help us not to kill ourselves
with great underwater explosions, collapsing shopping malls, destruction of capital cities and important monuments, melting faces of world leaders, with screams of the innocent, nuclear missiles, automatic weapons, dirt smeared all over our faces, our children asleep and afraid in our arms, with sweethearts making love wherever they can, with the rails overflowing with trains to New Jersey, children going home, with gnashing of teeth, with the Bible held above us like a bomb, the bottle, half-full and in our trembling hand, an appropriate soundtrack, with riots and looting, standing on the roofs of our condominiums and yelling for saving, the most beautiful sunset you’ve ever seen, with no time for mourning, unknown attackers, crying newscasters, stammering presidents and prime ministers, with rambling prayers from the bottom of our gut, with the knowledge that this will come anyway.
Amen.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Endtimes Prayer
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