I can not describe to you
the hell that I went through
in apartment number two.
I saw the devil laugh at me
and run out of my room.
I could not escape the darkness
that hovered over me.
I knew no joy, only agony.
Protect me from the thief who would rob my heart of
its purity in his intent for overindulgence and excess
Oh Lord, I beg of thee, hear my plea for an honorable
King, who will bless my home with truth, love, and
Forevermore, keep the darkness away from my door.
© 1997 Anne Jamie, all rights reserved
appears here by permission