Prayers Poem by Chan Mongol

PRAYERS
Poem by Chan Mongol
February 21 of 2021


Our feelings and words go for prayers;
We pray whether it works or doesn't, who cares?

What else we have for justice without a prayer?
The submission goes to the nature, the creator!

We want to ensure our lives to live from the bad vibe;
Using words, voices, sounds, screams to describe.

We want to live, she and he wants to live;
We pray for safety in the route, in the trip.

I don't know how much the will power works for a physique;
I prayed but my blood brother didn't recover when he was sick.

A parishioner seems so poor, needy and delicate;
May the individual can get rid of cruel fate!

When I hear anyone's any kind of religious prayer;
I get tears, I become humble and mind becomes softer.

We do what we do but must know, death is confirm;
Let's be dedicated for others to not to harm.