My Prayer Poem by Clifford Villaflores

My Prayer

As I cry out in deep pain
Let not my prayers be in vain
To you I shout from afar
As I uncover my scar

Oh Great and Immortal One
Whose face shines brightly as the sun
Your heart is full of compassion
My prayer, a contemplation.

Father, son and Holy Ghost
Make my body as your Host
Temper my spirit free from sin
In all my struggles guide me to win

Gold and jewels I do not ask
Material things will come to pass
Good health, wisdom and tranquility
Would be just enough for me

When I die, I don’t want to be blue
Bring my family near you too
Make us all ready when the time comes
Make me humble and meek like a lamb.

Written March 1997