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Prayer
by Johanna MayOne day you will no longer exist
Because hate doesn't
There won't be a day for you
Because nobody knows you
You vanished.
No one feels full, no one feels well
And it is not a bad thing,
No children smiles,
There is no longer a word
For a frown
It cannot be seen anymore,
Smile is just a face you wear everyday.
And you LOVE,
Your saints will retire.
You will fade into everything
And you will be happy to go.
02/14/2016 Author's Note: Bubba<3
Posted on 02/14/2016
Copyright © 2024 Johanna May
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/15/16 at 03:48 PM I feel like I almost get it, but not quite. Intriguing enough for several re-reads. My favorite line - "Your saints will retire". Thanks for this. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 02/18/16 at 06:51 PM I like the acknowledgment that everything requires contrast in order to be perceived. It's an interesting read, certainly. And I agree with Kristina, that's a brilliant line. |
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