Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Prayer of the bones


Lord, You have promised
to let the bones rise again
and to bring them back to life
and everywhere people are robbed,
while death comes far too quickly in our country
as if evil touches everything

and around survival a struggle rages
while your people does stumble and fall
and everywhere bones are lying around
and work opportunities for my people
are stripped to the skeleton.

Lord, draw the line and erect my people again,
You have got the power
to let rulers and governments come and go,
to fold Your hands
around the bare bones of my people.

Lord, I ask that You do restore my people
to also be able to lead a free life.

Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013
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