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