(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in the stay and pray of a constant and consistent prayer warrior for God.”)
You want to run away from your issues.
You want to pray that they will go away.
All day, you’re a prey, not a pray, tissues
wiping away your blood spilled from “soul slay.”
I want to say I’m one to face my prey,
one to slay my prey, one to love and stay.
It’s half my story. There is an astray
half to me: I vanish when there’s affray.
We can stay and pray constantly all day.
God’s not going anywhere, we the same.
“Draw near to God, and God draws nearer.” Slay
no prey but fear that stays all day as shame.
No one’s watching while God is underway
from Above. We can stay and pray all day.