A. SUPREME

FOR A DAY









God let me run things
for just one day
And She said
“Handle it, come what may”
So I sat at the desk
in front of the computer
And scanned through prayers
from Botswana to Bermuda

The first was from a little girl
who lives in Rome
She prayed that her father
would come back home
from a war she can’t understand
why he’s fighting
and if he could hug her tight
that would be so exciting

So I clicked the mouse
to send a reply
and the dialogue box said
Accept or Deny

And since in my hands
there was so much power
I decided to give all
the deserts a shower
And because of a friend
who’s from there named Sadie
I fixed all the stuff
that was going wrong in Haiti

But then things started
to get complicated
A group prayed to wipe out
another group they hated
They said that the only
way that they could be free
was if they got this divine
blessing from me

And then there’s the thing
with the Ozone layer
500 million people
praying that prayer

And hundreds of thousands
of folks in jail
just praying that somehow
they can make bail

And oh yeah the one from the CEO
who’s praying to find a way
to steal more dough

Even the whales and sea lions
troubled and toiled
praying to learn how
to swim in crude oil

By that time I needed
to take a break
and get some fresh air
for Heaven’s sake
So I rose from the chair
got out of the seat
and walked to the window
to take a peek

But just then God appeared
inside the room
and saw that my face
was drenched in gloom
“The task at hand”
She asked
“Did you begin it?”
I said
“I’m answering prayers Ma’am,
I’m all up in it”

She said
“Then what are you doing
away from your station,
are you taking some kind
of mental vacation?”

I said
“I’m doing this job,
I’ve answered a bunch
and now I am thinking
its time for lunch”

She said
“You used the phrase
You’re all up in it,
but you’ve only been at it
for 17 minutes”

It certainly seemed like
a lot longer was my plea
Then She raised an eyebrow you see
And asked why I hadn’t prayed
for anything for me

It’s true...
I could have had it all
love, happiness and wealth
But today the last person
I was thinking about...
was myself.

© 2010 A. Supreme

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