Hear my prayer oh lord
For life's too expensive
That I can't afford
I created prosperity
But I did not have any
I showed them love
But they hated me cruelly
I loved freedom
But I was not free
I had eyes
But I couldn't see
Remember my oppression
Remember my affliction
Control my heart
And help me tread a good path
Remember me oh God
Be my guide
Don't put me to shame
But make me a good name
And a great fame
So that at the end
My life will be a legend
Honorable Poet, This is a really great poem. It is always a good thing to pray for ourselves and our shortcomings. It is the only way that we will get better. Much appreciated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Images of affliction are well drawn. It's a dark but comely poem. It's a great one