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In That Simple Room
by Billye Okera

Friday, May 04, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Just a memory of noonday prayer meeting and being all of 8 years old repenting of sin and shame you really couldn't fanthom.

IN that simple room


 


In that simple room


  On those simple Wednesday' noondays


Something of fear


  Something of fasting,


   Something of faith kindled in my Gramma's spirit


Being handled down


  Being forced up.


Not much of love, no not much of hope


  But anguish over death without reconsideration


Angst and pain and fear and supplication


Hands folded, knees bent, weeping,


  Praying, tarrying, screaming, preyed upon,   


Submitting in that simple room


On those simple Wednesday' noondays


Verbatim word


  No explanation


And all explicative deleted


  Even the explicative at death and decay


And the way of a childís nightmare


Barging into to daylight


In that simple room


  On those simple Wednesday' noondays


My Gramma prayed


 And mother Crawley sang


     And my sister spoke in tongue


And I wanted to be close to a God


   Who didnít want me,


       Because they didnít want me, really


Only felt responsible


Only felt the need to keep up appearances


Only the need for fear and fasting,


My nerves fraying


  My heart failing


     To feign real religion.


 


                    


                                                       Billye Okera


                                                                                                 © May 4, 2007

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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 5/6/2007
Great pen
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 5/4/2007
In those simple rooms for such a lad it can be intimidating. Allowing God to fill your soul with warmth and grace will carry you through. Enjoyed this.

Be safe,
Karen
Reviewed by Samuel Stone 5/4/2007
A very good write...profoundly written...capturing the essence of spirit... I wish you well...
Sam



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