A Prayer

Claude McKay

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'Mid the discordant noises of the day I hear thee calling;
I stumble as I fare along Earth's way; keep me from falling.

Mine eyes are open but they cannot see for gloom of night:
I can no more than lift my heart to thee for inward light.

The wild and fiery passion of my youth consumes my soul;
In agony I turn to thee for truth and self-control.

For Passion and all the pleasures it can give will die the death;
But this of me eternally must live, thy borrowed breath.

'Mid the discordant noises of the day I hear thee calling;
I stumble as I fare along Earth's way; keep me from falling.

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  • irisewt3210223

    I really enjoyed this poem by Claude McKay. I can feel the struggle and plea for guidance in the lines, "I stumble as I fare along Earth's way; keep me from falling." It's a beautiful and relatable piece.