My evening prayer
Needed by my body and prodded by my mind
And tickled by my senses all from behind
Whatever my intellect dictates by nurture
I supplicate to the Lord the force of Nature
For any deed committed by the hands and feet
Or the body as a whole or a feat
Designed and fulfilled by the mind
Eyes and ears against humankind
I implore and bow to the Lord to rain the shower
Of mercy on me, the Omnipotent Power!
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