I lit a joint and finally sat down, the sweat ran from my forehead as the heat cooked the street. I was saved by the voice on the radio.

Her voice led me to light
Like a child I was wondering through the day and cowering in the night.

I heard her prayer on the radio and I was able to rest, searched for so long I forgot what I was looking for, the devil was in the details and she cleared up the red tape.

Kissed my forehead and cast me into sleep, kept me safe.

The journey of life had reached it's end. I was a good soldier and did my part, now I rest.

I took a drink and closed my eyes, feet up on the desk as the sun hung high over head- whatever happens tomorrow is a different day but right now I could bask in whatever peace I deserved.

Her voice was a prayer in the dark, an in the dark I had worked enough.

She kissed my forehead and with it I was blessed another day.