A prayer for all my
countrymen – Guy Butler
Though
now few eyes
can see
beyond
this
tragic time's
complexities,
dear God,
ordain
such deed
be done,
such
words be said,
that men
will praise
Your
image yet
when all
these terrors
and hates
are dead:
Through
rotting days,
beaten,
broken,
some
stayed pure;
others
learnt how
to grin
and endure;
and here
and there
a heart
stayed warm,
a head grew clear.
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