Poem by Caitlin Leggett

 

Dianne’s Prayers

She was a praying woman.
She wasn’t no half ass praying woman either.
Those prayers had a “skip the line pass” straight to Jesus.
             Her prayers started businesses.
             They fueled economies.
             They raised villages.
             They stopped the bleeding of bullets.
             They kept her husband’s heart beating just a little while longer.
             They kept the lights on and the food hot.
             They beat sickness senseless.
She prayed until the words couldn’t leave her lips anymore.
             The tumor had done it’s worse.
I found a home in those prayers.
             Her prayers kept me.
             Her prayers are still…keeping me.
While her prayers defied time, she could not.
The tumor took her body but not her prayers.
             Her prayers
She was a praying woman.
Me?
I am not the praying woman she was.

 

Caitlin Leggett is an amateur spoken word poetry artist from Durham, North Carolina.

Gunjan Bhardwaj is a 22 year old computer engineering from india who enjoys painting and sketching.

 

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