0 The Prayer

Some say that you were just a man, Lord
But there's one thing I can see.
The things You did and the things You said
were not at all like me.

For when was the last time
I stretched out a comforting hand
To an adulterous woman scorned by the town
or the body of a leprous man?

Or how long will it be
Or how long will it take
Before I restore the sight
Of men who are born into darkness
Without comfort of spiritual light?

And when was the last time
I promised the poor and alone
That if they will live only for Me
They inherit a permanent home?

But the most amazing difference between us-
The one most easy to see
Is the fact that I never said "Father forgive them"
As I hang dying on a tree.

Lord, even if You weren't the Son of God
And were what they want You to be,
You'd be the greatest Man on earth
And not a all like me.

Deborah H., 59