I fell in love with an old man's prayer
The one who is first to kneel and last to stand.
Praying for everything but himself:
'I pray for this daughter who has a child,
lord I know that she is young
but I pray she draws her courage from the rising sun.
I pray for the criminals behind bars
may they find forgiveness in your waiting arms
I pray for the mothers who are losing hope
I pray they dip their breasts in your well of righteousness
to be suckled by the children of this land.
I pray for the prostitute, selling her soul
For she too is someone's child.
I pray for the man on the street whose shoes don't quite fit.
The man nursing his bleeding feet.
I pray for the murderer, the bank robber, the alcoholic and anyone who is crying...'
I fell inlove with the simplicity of an old-man's prayer.
'I never have to pray for myself because part of me lives in everyone I've met.'
I fell in love with an old man's prayer.
Naledi Yaziyo
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