A Prayer for Help.

Help me not to waste your time.

Another day ends in silent haste.

I ask myself,

"What did I waste?"

"Can I gain that lost time back?"

"When tomorrow comes will I slack?"

"Hesitate?"

"Pause?"

"Worry about the little things,

And turn the other cheek?"

Help me to stand up.

Be clear

Be loud

Help me to shed my doubt,

And make you proud.

Help me to live this life of mine.

Help me to not

waste

your

time.

Author's Note

I'm relatively new to this. I started writing to pass time and usually don't share. It's easier when I don't know anyone. Any kind of criticism is welcome. I actually prefer more comments on ways I can improve than praise without any suggestions for improvement. But positive comments are also always welcome.
Thanks

Drew

Reviews

[Millionth Muse]

Another great poem that makes me think of one of my favorite poets! Normally, I don't care for rhyme in a poem, but this one hits me differently. I don't know why, but I felt a real sense of "relation" to this poem. I think about these things as well...is there more I could be doing? Saying? More lives I could be touching? I'm 31 years old and have I made a difference in anyone's life?

Suggestions:

Again, some of the punctuation threw me off. A publisher once told me that the "period" should be used as sparingly as salt on an already delicious cut of meat...well, I like salt, but I guess he didn't like periods. I revised and he accepted three of my poems. LOL

First line in the second stanza...do you mean "stand"?

[DBURKE]

Oh I absolutely love this! Line after line I said thats my prayer, thats my prayer, thats my prayer until I finally said that should be my prayer! I love this especially the last 2 lines!