Prayers of Ignorance

Prayers of Ignorance / Joshua Alan Sturgill

Perhaps we’re gods, perhaps
depraved from birth.
But I don’t know myself enough
to know my worth.

So any tasks assigned to me:
please make them clear.
I make my way by touch alone;
I cannot hear.

And the ease which others have,
I do not know.
Nor the confidence to claim,
“God told me so.”

I’m told You dwell in Heaven
and conquer Hell.
I only ask: wherever You may be,
lead me as well.