A Cry For Help From Elizabeth Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

A Cry for Help from Elizabeth

Somewhere in the night you came to call my name.
between the gateways of somnolence, deep sleep and dreams.

I was awaken by a slight nudge of an invisible hand on my shoulder and a barely audible voice calling of my name, from my departed sister,

The voice came from a deep sleep between the portals of heaven and earth Between the living world and the deceased,

Which in a way confirm my wife deep beliefs in the Christian faith and prodded me to answer her desperate call for help.

When souls are stranded in purgatory and cannot enter heavens,

The souls normallyneed the help of the living devotee and their relatives.

These following weeks whenever we can, my wife and i lit these little candles on the church altars of Jesus Christs, the virgin Mary and even to the stature of St.Patrick,

Weprayed the Hail Marys and the Our Fathers, many times on many ocassions,

I was litting the candles with these acompaniying sets of prayers to help a sisters soul to enter heaven.

A very missed sister who was a gentle person in life and never did anyone harm,

Abandoned by an unfaithful husband who desertedher for a younger girlfriend she died of a fatal stroke.

Bludgeonedby unkind fate she died early withoutbeing a fully complete mother and a wife

The night Elizabeth called fora brothers help.

On the church altars we lit these small candles and prayed to God to accept her soul.