Learning on how to pray—kids without suits or ties
Trying to make tradeoffs for mercy, with our
little pocket change for tithes

"I need to change" I say on the Sunday
"don't forget about that sermon," by Monday
trying to keep my weight all on the Tuesday

Forgetful as always on Wednesday
thirsty in my spirit and my flesh by Thursday
planning out how to sin on the highs of Friday
my throat is too dry for asking for forgiveness by
the end of Saturday

So glad to make it back again to another Sunday

To love to be loved
letting being known that I'm only trying
Still don't know how much time I have
to fill up one of my cups
Still being charmed by these scars
still chasing the rush, like a dog chasing cars

And still it's not over until you've said it's over
posing questions- am I still worthy
and not just a poser

Yes, I am still worthy, in the openness of
my faith; my God that calls me closer
Here's the closer, the curtains soon fall
towards the end. A never-ending endeavour,
we live in a world only to last a moment
And in heaven we'll be golden forever, and
ever, Amen.