A Prayer Cry Poem by Curtis Johnson

Lord, I cry and sometimes become speechless.
Lord, I am deeply grateful that your ears are not as ours,
And that you don't always require uttered words as a Definition of prayer or a condition to be heard by you. How Great you are.

You see Lord, I cry mostly inside when certain things seem Hopeless. Speechless at times, because we mortal don't Always understand the pain of another mortal, and times When nothing I could say would change anything. It's often Momentary, but at least 'a prayer cry' is the way I feel at that Moment. I feel such pain when I perceive that injustice or human wreckage has been served.

It seems that egregiousness surfaced heavily in 2020, and I Felt its deep pains. A friend observed it succinctly when she Said to me, 'You hurt because you care'. I have not always Realized that 'caring or giving a hoot' was so painful at times.

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