Empty Prayers Poem by Marlene Rashidi

I always find myself on my knees
beginning God for mercy. I always
tell me how hurtful it is knowing
that I'm a sinner. God please, I know
you can hear me, when I cry Lord. I know
I'm not so special, but you're special to me.
I know I'm not so perfect, take me as I am.
Dirty and filled with sin take me as I am.
I just want to walk the streets of gold to see
your holy face up above. Take my soul and make
it pure and let it dwell in your present. I don't
want my prayers to fill like they're going nowhere.
Like they're not being answered, I know you can hear me Lord.