I pray for the day
When you realize
Your deep hatred
Has ruined your peace.
I pray for the day
When you see past your eyes
And find the human
Underneath your derision.
I pray for the day
When you look in the mirror
And know the pain etched
In the lines in your face
Were caused by you.
I pray for the day
When you put down your cross
And decide to stop
Nailing me to mine.
I pray for the day
When you and I can talk
And you know who I am
Not who you think I should be.
I pray for the day
And sometimes
My prayers are answered.
Saturn's Premier Poet 