Sometimes God splits the veil
He pulls back the curtain
granting petitions made in closets
of faith, on their knees with heads
bowed in Grace.
Your mother has hope that God will
split the veil for her
that you, her wayward son will repent
and find Jesus in the red letters of
the Gospel, that you’ll trade in your science for religion
your alcohol for the blood
For her sake, I pray God will grant her that miracle.
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