written w/stomach in throat/not the best, but had to try/for Matthew & Tricia & many...
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I may not know
just what I believe
as far as 'Who'
or 'What'
I perceive
as ...
'God'

I do know that I'm
'praying' now-- for *Matthew, you
in that first-line-out of tanks,
and your birthday,
strangely, yes, today--
for you, indeed,
I
pray


And for all who "serve",
and all who live as
"Innocents"
within this land--
for you
whom Matthew
takes his stand
I feel this need
to plant a seed
of some
kind of a
pleading
"prayer"?

in my own way,
yes, I must
pray...


And, please--
whatever you,
my friends,
may think/believe,
Dove/Hawk,
each
and
all of you...
I ask
I ask if you
might
'pray'
in your way
too...?

this strange
and
more than
painful time
for all, and
most I do not know...
but...
for the Innocent,
please see? --
that this, no
no matter what we
think/believe
or feel/want
desperately
now
now
in these times so RAW!

no one I know
likes a WAR

but
for the
Innocent, this
plea?


each and every
family--
Yours
Ours
Iraqi
all
the
Innocent-- all
all
all!

as all
Go through
this
this
hell!

I ask, again
if we can we find
our way,
however we know
how to
Pray?

Myself, well, I write
notes
and talk and
hope
and need to
believe
that
someone, something
somewhere, somehow?!

somehow
listens
and
is
listening
now!

somehow,
a 'God'!

and that this
'God'
comes through
to drive
a way to
hope
and
more!

to hope and more
to them, for them--
that they
come home
alive!
that Innocents
survive!


and whatever, however
we can conceive
to
believe
I ask you Please?
let
us try?

let
us
try...


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*Matthew is Patricia Boudreau's nephew...she is currently having computer problems, but, she is a wonderful friend/poet/writer, here at the Den (see link below)... and I wrote this the day the war began, after speaking with her. It was, coincidentally Matthew's 22nd birthday, makes one stop and think, a bit, you know? Thanks to all of you...
M.