And We Pray

Poem By Allie Boom

And we pray
We pray for the fat girls
And the recluses
And the children with kites and ice cream cones
And who listens?
We pray for the old man who lives alone next door
And for our own cold, empty hearts
And for the sun to show its face

And who listens?
We pray for the college student with the exam in two hours,
Surviving off five cups of coffee
We pray for the afflicted
We pray for the fortunate
We pray for the chances
We pray for non-change
We pray for everyone
We pray for no one
And who listens?

We do.
We hear our own prayers,
We hear our own hopes.
We can never know if anyone else hears
But if we ourselves
Can hear our prayers
The world will become a beautiful place

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