Sthuthukile's Prayer
God, forgive me for a thousand things A million missteps The least of which is the audacity to exist God, help me to be a better person For I can't quite manage it I open my mouth and misunderstandings fall out I'm always tripping on my feet On the way to do the right thing My bucketful of good intentions only makes a mess If the right path is before me it turns into the left