"I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play."
Dear God, I'm face down in the mud
And it tastes of death and blood.
Dear God, I want to see my wife
I promised her a decent life.
Dear God, I'm only twenty-one
Till now I never held a gun.
Dear God, I want to see my mother.
I want to hold my sisters and brother.
Dear God, could you just stop the pain,
And my feet from rotting in wet boots and rain?
Dear God, could you just stop the thirst,
The sand that blows, but the sun's the worst?
Dear God, please don't let me die.
I'll shoot my foot and tell a lie.
Dear God, please don't make me kill
Even if they say "Thy Will".
"And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to man." |
Submission Name: Christmas Prayers
