Without A Prayer Poem by Randy McClave

My hands clasped together in thought
To a spiritual answer I had sought.
One day without a prayer
Makes ones living bleak,
Two days without prayer
Makes a soul meek.

How long spiritually could a man last
Without speaking to God how could we fast.
Three days without a prayer
Into desolation we take a peek,
Four days without prayer
Temptation we then begin to seek.

All man hungers, but not always for food
His soul also needs to be fed and renewed.
Five days without a prayer
With loss we begin to reek,
Six days without prayer
We don't turn the other cheek.

Here stands a man who is broke
When he denied his devotion to God to be spoke.
Sin is found without prayer
To which in shame I will speak,
Seven days without a prayer
Makes one weak.

Randy L. McClave