Moanasteries, More Like
Most prayers are cramped things. They are far too full
Of names, though mostly just the one, your name.
Prayers think that childishly their words may pull
A loveless god (or God) to feel some shame
For not observing our exactest needs,
The personal engraved ones on the walls
Inside our hearts. These prayers are moaning beads
We count out in the designated stalls
Reserved for anchoress or hermit when,
We, desperate enough to turn to God,
Recall words like “contrition” and “amen.”
Some even think of penitence’s rod.
..The truth is that we think of prayers as tricks
….Of superstition waved with incense sticks.