Bless Us Every One
Somewhere a little girl is
Ending her prayer with
"Anyway bless everybody"
Because she is out of specifics
But not out of prayer
God give me a little
Of that little girl's prayer
Give us all a little tiny bit
Bless us hard.
As we struggle to see
That the monkey on our back
Deserves love
And armor
Love
And anger
That our own demons
Are not our own selves
God made so much clear to us
When it told us that it is ok
To say
'I don't know'
How else would we get prayers
For our selves
From little girls we'll never meet
Unless from the lips that whisper
"I don't know God
Just bless us, every one"
