PRAYER

 

Lord, dog‒ monsters are thriving over here

among the prostrate Caravlachs they are

thriving like the evil grass climbing

up the trees, they are death’s dogs waiting

for death’s windstorms scenting us

on the corners they eat us gluttonously

as if Thou Lord, Thou incitest them to us

so that Thou shalt laugh arbitrarily at our

inability to defend ourselves we lost our

freedom, the hungry crowd abandoned Thee  

no one obeys Thee neither innerly nor outwardly

nonetheless the reason leads to hopelessness

I don’t believe that Thou justifiest what is unjust

and Thou lettest them eat every ossicle of ours

Lord, grant us Thy justice, make these dogs

snuff it with hunger make the scale dry up

like the fish’s scale in the sun because Thou

hast made these greedy, gluttonous, sinful,

ungrateful, stupid, self-destructive creatures

who are we and the dogs all the creatures

of a guilty God, Lord call Thy dogs back

grant us peace and we shalt be eternally pacified.