The Lord’s Prayer by Sanna Arman

The Lord’s Prayer By Sanna Arman

My father said they came on boats, Bearing strange objects that would go bang and take a life, Wearing white robes they came with books, Peculiar books we couldn’t read, We were told they were about God, This benevolent creature, High and mighty, Loved everyone, But us just less, Thought us all equal, But not equal enough, Said we were all children of God, But even God had favourites, And his, had pale skin, coloured eyes and straight hair, Who took our daily bread, Left us crumbs, Sometimes stopping to pray with us, Asking for forgiveness for trespass, And deliverance from evil, For thine is the kingdom, The power and the glory, Forever and ever, Amen.