In Prayer Mode Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

These days I have found,
It a must for me to stay...
In prayer mode.
With a trust not to discuss,
My disgust once openly expressed.
Especially...
To anyone I suspected to be,
Self serving.
And obsessed with superficiality.

I have learn to let live.
Let go and just observe...
What has been obviously,
An indulgence of obnoxiousness...
More today seem to accept,
Than my being upset by it.

And if I had put,
Anyone else through this...
God, I thank You,
For allowing me to identify...
My own ignorance to despise it.