by Glen Martin Fitch
One Higher Power,
understanding, kind,
all knowing, patient, wise,
forgiving, near, compassionate,
attentive to mankind.
more powerful than TV,
peanuts, beer
and sex.
From you I'll ask
but won't expect
that miracle,
(the little ones will do).
Just so I'll pray
you'll keep disasters checked,
for justice, vision,
peace and mercy, too.
Adore me,
keep me honest,
make me laugh, feel needed,
special, healed and whole.
I need your silent help
on my behalf
to live,
each day abstain,
rebuild my soul.
And what I am grateful for
you'll hear from me on hold,
while pumping gas,
and as I pee.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Glen Fitch is a 16th Century poet lost in the 21st Century. Born near Niagara Falls, educated in the Catskills, thirty years on the Monterey Bay he now lives in Palm Springs. Retail not academics has paid the bills. Someday he will finish Spenser's "The Fairie Queene."
Last updated August 23, 2011