A Prayer For Deliverance

M Mamta Agarwal
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You sat on the bed with a faraway look, Aimlessly turning the pages of a book. Silent tears flowing down your cheeks. You have become all bones these last few weeks. You look at me as if to say, Why is there so much delay? From God’s side to call me away, I am worn and grey. And no longer want to prolong my stay. Bedridden, I don’t know how to pass my day. I don’t want to live in such a helpless way. Please pray for my quick getaway. I turn my face, wiping a tear. I don’t want her to hear The cry in my heart. Time has come for us to part. Slowly I walk away, God please grant her wish I pray. Let her go in her sleep, And let me keep Those memories of my mother alive, When she was proud and always wore a smile. Hardships have aged her too soon, Now she is beaten and forlorn. From the time of birth to death I am told we have measured breaths. Still I am praying for her deliverance, For I believe in your benevolence.

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