You, God, see me.
As I walked alone
denied a voice
because of race
because of sex
because of class
Through the millenia
I have remained unseen.
Especially by your people.
If seen, I have been judged.
But your seeing
is love.
Your seeing
is care.
Your seeing
is divine protection and understanding.
Not judgement.
Strengthen me as I walk unseen through life
Strengthen my son, a child of an unseen mother.
Or rather, of a mother seen only by God.
I'll say a prayer for the unseen relationship, between Abram and Ishmael; I'll say a prayer for the unseen relationship, between those in Hell and those who aren't from Hell; I'll say a prayer for the unseen hope, between those who hear God's voice and those who hear it well... thanks for your poem
