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Charles Mungoshi
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It would be very convenient nowto kneel down in the gritty sand
and beat my chest
and rend my garments
and cry out: “Why me, O Lord?”
It would be an admirable thing to do
if it weren’t for the refrain
running beneath it all:
“Do you see me now, Lord?
Aren’t I just wonderful!”
Until, just like the worst
of all the best of us
I, too, am ambushed
before I have made
my last prayer.
© 2008, Charles Mungoshi
Publisher: First published on PIW in a special Zimbabwean edition, 10th June 2008,
Publisher: First published on PIW in a special Zimbabwean edition, 10th June 2008,
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PRAYER
It would be very convenient nowto kneel down in the gritty sand
and beat my chest
and rend my garments
and cry out: “Why me, O Lord?”
It would be an admirable thing to do
if it weren’t for the refrain
running beneath it all:
“Do you see me now, Lord?
Aren’t I just wonderful!”
Until, just like the worst
of all the best of us
I, too, am ambushed
before I have made
my last prayer.
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