Modern Lament

Hear me, oh God,

and explain this shit to me.

He was strong and healthy

yet he was torn from me

by microscopic enemies

sent to devour him.

You stand idly by while the machines beep

the morphine drips

and he fades away.

I know your power, God, your mercy and justice;

do not fuck with me.

I will not rest until you return him to me.

Go ahead. I’ll wait.

Hear this, oh God,

as you hear all the prayers of your people

and deal justly with them.

I will praise you all my days

until the machines beep

the morphine drips

and I fade into you in eternal rest.

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By Cate