Prayer for the War-Scarred
By Gene Romolo
Dear Lord, extend your hand and make them whole,
These who must bear the maims and scars of war!
They have paid to Mars, extortionate toll,
And now they pause in throngs about the door
That leads to You, the God of love and peace
To plead, not for themselves, for other men
Who battle on and must till strife shall cease.
They have returned to gather up again
Strands left of life to weave a pattern new,
Yet one as old as time. Each tangled thread
Help them to smooth and ply, for only You,
Who heal the sick and who have raised the dead,
Can raise them from their agony of soul.
Touch them, dear Lord, touch them and make them whole.