Lord’s Plea (A Psalm) : The Sunday Whirl – Wordle

a prayer for the oppressed …

Each week The Sunday Whirl invites writers to write a poem or short prose using some or all of the “Wordle’s” 12 words. This week it is:


Lord’s Plea (A Psalm)

Empty me out, now, O Lord!
Clear my table before you.
Scrape the sins of my fellows from my flesh.

The weight of the world oppresses me.
The ghosts of innocents howl at me
such that I do not sleep at night.
My bed is stained with their names.

Their cries suffuse my veins:
the poor, the downtrodden, the young;
the millions through the millennia.
They circle me.
They whisper, cry, and plead: Why?

And I cannot answer them;
their faces of horror
at what has been done to them;
the murders of innocents.
I fear You, Lord, are a granite slab
and not a Living God.

But who am I to say;
I, who, cannot even sleep.

Randy Mazie


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