The Prayer Was In His Eyes

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The Prayer Was In His EyesLast week I stopped by an old friend's to talkbut he kept lookin' at the news on Foxcos they said, soldiers were deadand a Blackhawk was downwell, I nearly asked why he just staredtill I remembered his youngest was over therethen tears hit the floor, as he begged the Lordwithout so much as a sound the prayer was in his eyesin a tongue God understandssometimes for some the words won't comewhen they need heaven's kind handbut when flesh is weak God is wisewhen a man can't speakGod knows the prayer is in his eyesthis guy ordered a seltzer at the barthought of his debts then said "make it Cutty Sark"but when he got, that tempting shothis eyes had something to saythey grew red as he gazed at that drinkit'd been years since whiskey'd been his kinghe found strength somehow, not to bow downcos he pushed that demon awaythe prayer was in his eyesin a tongue God understandssometimes for some the words won't comewhen they need heaven's kind handbut when flesh is weak God is wisewhen a man can't speakGod knows the prayer is in his eyesmy dad never was the type to kneel and praysaid that when man dies he just disappears but the day mama gripped his hand and slipped awayheaven heard the whisper in poor Dad's tearsthe prayer was in his eyesin a tongue God understandssometimes for some the words won't comewhen they need heaven's kind handbut when flesh is weak God is wisewhen a man can't speakGod knows the prayer is in his eyes(c)2005 Robert George