"A Mother's Prayer"

Oh Lord, You are my shepherd.

I’m told not to want.

But I’m not lying down in green pastures.

I’m not beside still waters.

The world is in turmoil--

That is, my world.

The world of my children.

We have no home,

We have no bed.

I only wish this poverty to end.

Please Lord,

What can I do more?

My husband is now with You,

But that, I guess, is nothing new.

Please! Help me!

My family is in need!

We have no money, we have no food.

I’m rarely in a good mood.

My children suffer, why won’t it stop?

No one sees me, we are merely dots.

My babies cry, but no one hears.

Oh! It is more than I can bear!

You are my only God,

But we are treated like dogs!

Grimy skin and matted hair,

That is now a common affair.

There isn’t much to do

But to hope and pray that You

Will someday deliver us.

Will You ever come?

Please do, before our lives are done!