Prayer

A reflection on being healthy and safe during the pandemic.

We are uneasy, living
in such mundane luxury as this:

The privilege of stasis,
waiting on the last to die
like the first-born sons of Egypt
while we at home watch dust build
over dust, ashes to ashes.

We, rich 

- for now -

in hygiene and health
know not the pain of that final Facetime,
a window without closure,
yet we’re all in this together.

While heretics sacrifice
humanity to false gods,
not in search of promised land
but to maim our immortal soul
and take from us our hope and love

And yet, throughout, we faithful pray
for salvation, sought in how we stay
and wait for the glory of a warm embrace.

Cork, 1 February 2021

Reviews

[lightsong]

In the stillness, one either lose his brain or raise his consciousnesses, some people like isolation, some do not, I never read a prayer as unique as this, bringing together faith and science, soul and mind, You choose some of your words really carefully, there is a hidden message You wanted to deliver through them, a war between good and evil that was there since ever, now taking another rough ride.

Hi there Scott, I hope the last year was smooth and easy on You. Thank You for sharing your prayer for humanity.

[Scott De Buitléir]

Thank you so much for the lovely review! This poem was written during lockdown when we were meant to stay at home for the sake of saving each other, yet a small minority were breaking the rules, hence the references to heretics. Still, yes the religious references and themes were interesting for me, I hope you liked it!

[lightsong]

yes I noticed that it was about the lock down, when it comes to everything that happened/still happening I have my own views that I keep to myself :>

nice to meet You my friend, I read that You are from Ireland, I love Ireland :>