I walk
This path
Empty
But for dust balls
Of shame
I have prayed
For redemption
But from what?
I am
Still unsure
The rosary
Of my prayers
Countless
And still
Unanswered
Silence
Shadows me
As I walk
This empty
Dust filled path.
Pray, they say
God answers.
Wishful thinking
Made powerful
By repetition.
Yet in the
Silence that surrounds me
No answer
Is given
And I walk
This path, my
Path of shame.
That my petitions
Leave God
Mute
I have grown used
To the silence
Against which
Once
I railed
God and I
At peace
In silence
As I walk
This path
