“Thirty Days to Deadline”
The pageant is thirty days and counting.
The stress is awful and sure is mounting.
Headaches every day, they hurt so much;
I yell, “Get away from me don’t touch!”
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Turn down the sun and the bright stage lights off.
Damn this nagging runny nose and allergy cough.
It drives me bonkers and is totally insane.
Among all these other aches and pains.
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My knees creak, my hip joints are sore,
My eyes are blurry; I can’t see what’s on the floor.
Oh, what a life I live, so full of aches and pains.
Hear me, Lord, I’m your child and I want to complain.
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I’m asking you to place your healing hands on me.
As I want you to please help these blurry eyes to see;
And to help my allergies cease to even exist.
I hate feeling like I’m a towel that needs a twist.
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Please, Lord, I’m asking, “Can you help me?”
I want to walk in the park, oh for once pain-free.
I’d sure like to be in the bright sunlight
But these headaches only say to me, “Go out at night!”
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Help me, Lord, I’m pleading and begging you;
Fix my body, like a baby’s, all brand new.
Let me enjoy this world you wonderfully created.
I know it’s not up for grabs or up for debate.
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Free me from these chains that hurt so much
So, I can bless the world with your loving touch.
To pick some flowers for those who need some love
As you have relieved my pain from above.
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I am surely blessed with love in everything you do.
Please, Lord, I beg you, fix me. Because I love you.

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