Pray
Dear God
I pray to you on this day
To give thanks for all you brought me through
Especially the most recent event
I don't know who you got watching over me
Protecting me
All I know is
They are the there
Due to your divine intervention
I'm still here
Due to their protection
One hour later
After I arrived
At my mom's
Bullets started flying
They could've devoured my body
Died in a drive by
Suffering the same fate as my homie
Leaving my mother crying
Asking Lord why
Instead I'm still living
Still here
Still breathing
Grateful
To give her a hug
To see her another day
I pray to you on this day
In the morning before I awake
At night before bed
I don't wake up or lay down
To see the next day
Unless I pray
But who is it you got looking over me
Is it my grandfather Isaiah Henderson
He was a devout Christian
Watched him get up to go to church
Each and every Sunday
Then come home
Watching John Hagee and Rod Parsely on TV
At times I wished I would've went with him
Is it because of him I'm still here
Or is it my grandmother Addie B Arnold keeping a watchful eye over me
I was always her sweetie
Even as a grown man
I was still her grandbaby
She was always excited to see me
Gave me a hug and kiss on my cheek
And a piece of candy
No matter how old I was
She made me feel like a kid again
Maybe it's her you have as my guardian angel
There are a few other situations
You kept me protected
Like when I fell asleep at the wheel
Crashed in the back of a pickup truck
I could've been killed then or worse
Hurt someone else
Yet again
I was helped
By my protector
Is it the two brothers
Who passed on before me
I still remember the day the homie got free
They called him Pothead on the streets
He was a big time dope boy
I still remember how I took him to Desoto Bass
Had a crack rock as big as a boulder
Praying I didn't hear them red and blue lights
Pull up behind us
Or the drug deal went bad
Causing gunshots to fly
Ending both our lives
That's why I'm blessed
I wasn't at the spot
When the drive by happened
Leaving his brother saddened
By his untimely demise
I could've been on my way to the house
Or out of it
As an innocent bystander
When I was there just to play Madden or watch wrestling
A few years later
My best friend his older brother
Succumbed to stress
Drowned himself in a sea of alcohol
A stroke took him away
Two souls gone
I wonder Lord do you have the spirits of my homies protecting me
Whether it's my two homies that passed
Or both my grandparents
Or is it the ancestors
That protested
Marched and died
For my survival
I'm forever thankful
For you and their protection
Having them step in to watch over me
I promise as long as I'm still here
I won't take one day for granted
The devil keeps attacking me
But I know you got my back
Like the homies Bone Thugs said
Everyday, everyday, everyday
I pray and I pray and I pray
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