God
I’m tired of wishing good for myself
For not a single wish came true
So here I am
Asking you to give me something
that You've bestowed upon me
Even without my asking for it
Give me mountains of sorrow
And when she is sad
Just pass on the grief to me
But please God
Don’t ever make her cry
Give me that lonely desert
I’ll stay there anyway
But please God
Don’t deny her wish
To play in that garden of yours
Give me a thorn
And thorns if you please
But please God
Don’t say ‘no’
When she asks for a rose
Make the world my foe
I’ll handle it
But please God
Give her hands of a friend
When she is in need
Make all my wishes crash
Except this poem
But please God
Make her every wish come true
And one more small request
When you give all this to her
Please please God
Don’t tell her that it was I
