Blood Dazzler

TODAY I'LL PRAY

I'll wake up and face the west,
I'll kneel on both of my knees,
I'll thank the Lord.

I'll thank the Lord for getting my family out,
for leaving the dogs for company,
and for giving me work to do.

There's work to be done,
I must feed the dogs,
I must paddle in my little canoe and find people to save.

Now they say that people can't be saved,
not by me, not by a Syrian,
I must be bad.

I must be bad to have dark skin,
to stay behind in this disaster,
to paddle people in my little canoe from their torn homes.

From some torn home they watched me,
day in and day out,
for who knows how long.

Who knows how long they've been here?
Since before the storm?
Since we moved to this city?

Since we moved to this city I've feared this,
but there's nothing I can do,
especially now ,from this jail cell.

From this jail cell I have no family,
I have no past, no identity.
But from this jail cell I'll thank the Lord.

For my family's safety,

Today, tomorrow, and the next
I'll kneel on my knees while facing west

and pray.