Unless We Pray

The Coyote chases prey

its fur, matted where it lay

The Clown holds court and

the law is left to sway

as though he won’t have his day

The Trickster is King

and havoc he will bring

as we succumb to lay

much like cattle down on hay

The Jackal cackles

as the Dingo takes the babes

to slay

All Hail

There’s nothing left to say

Unless we pray that

the Chariot comes our way.

©Barbara Harris Leonhard@extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog

Images: pixabay.com

7 thoughts on “Unless We Pray”

Andy Proctor says:

July 31, 2019 at 7:34 pm

Perfect !!

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1. extraordinarysunshineweaver says:
  
  August 1, 2019 at 1:11 am
  
  Thank you, Andy!
  
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Ancient Skies says:

August 1, 2019 at 12:50 am

Excellent!

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1. extraordinarysunshineweaver says:
  
  August 1, 2019 at 1:13 am
  
  Thank you, Nico. Blessings!
  
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  1. Ancient Skies says:
    
    August 1, 2019 at 11:14 pm
    
    🙂 Blessings to you!
    
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becomingandbeholding says:

August 4, 2019 at 10:56 am

I love how your rhyming has depth to it….not an easy feat! But it is sweet. 🙂

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1. extraordinarysunshineweaver says:
  
  August 4, 2019 at 4:01 pm
  
  Thanks! ❤️
  
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