AT MY TABLE; ALONE

Fri, 09/25/2020 - 21:16 -- Nomad1c

My table Lord
has just one chair
alone I PRAY
while sitting there.

Men will judge
without known fact
forgive them Lord
for their attack.

This silent world
where I now live
allows a deeper
love to give.

Afflictions teach
a new wisdom
until the end
I overcome.

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