I find it easy to pray for <br />other people - <br />to wish them happiness <br />safety <br />well-being <br />it makes me feel <br />virtuous and <br />a little bit righteous… <br />especially when praying for my enemies… <br /> <br />Oh! How I can pray for my enemies! <br />“those who have trespassed against…” <br />litany after litany <br />during dark nights <br />pacing the wooden floors <br />with my bare feet, <br />avoiding the accusatory reflections <br />of my own eyes <br />in bare windows… <br /> <br />“Pray for me! ” it says as I turn a corner <br />“Pray for me! ” as I go up the stairs, <br />my voice repeating incantations - <br />names of those I pray for – <br />my mouth forming the syllables <br />the many requests.. <br />fervently I pray <br />for them <br />not for me <br /> <br />never for me<br /><br />YURI DURAAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/absent-prayers/
