Prayer
by Sana Shariq Warsi

God forgive me today I am a restless weary spirit,
Unknown hurdles crossed in great strengths you gave 
To my coward soul a rare divinity
Perhaps in hopes that I would learn,
The fight is not a fight if one begins to quickly run,
So I must trod a little step at a time,
Taste the struggle that’s laid down ahead,
To conquer the dream that in my life lies,
But oh my spirit that lags behind
And in heart darkness of lonesome sorrow has crept
Taking all sunshine an eternity away,
What dream may I permit this self?
When each beat of this pulse sorrowfully weeps
And Satan quietly says, “Confound all logic and belief,
None was there, or will ever be,”
For a little direction I pray to thee,
Lord do not leave darkness for me,
Each breath a labor of hope lost,
With each struggle I slowly dissipate