by: Shirley Satterfield
The Sinnerβs Now Prayer π
Lord,
I have been through the WAR,
Refugee of psychological torture.
Early childhood was painβs stem.
Workplace sex abuse victim.
Home was a cradle of pain.
But workplace left a crimson stain.
Lord,
This refugee of dadaβs hate
May be late
But now seeks the loving favor
Of God, her childhood Savior.
Forgive the sins, Oh Lord,
Of the mentally ill.
Our spirits were ripe for the kill.