Bad news, bad news!

The world is bad news

You say 

But it just so happens

I am not of this world

So….buzz off

 

I hear (of) calamities

Real and unreal

Bold and emboldened

But I am not of this world

So…yeah

 

Your news arrives like a bad smell

Today I might step right over it

Yesterday I cleaned

Tomorrow I might disinfect

But I am not of this world

 

However.

Ugh.

Here I am, of-ing this world.

However-ing.

Here I am.

 

How?

Ever?

And,

How (to) ever?

 

Merci for the red, yellow, gold, brown

Yes to the crisp air of September

Yes to the promise of an end

Yes to going to bed and

Yes (to) waking again.

 

I am not of this world,

 

How-ever.

 

 

Prayer Submitted By:

JOHN F. MCCNY