They race, chase, clown, jump and stray
Monkey thoughts need peace at bay
Chaos, conflict cloud our skies
Thoughts seem safe, beyond our eyes
Grant, Sweet Sai, good thoughts this day
Think through me now O Lord, I pray
Words of anger, words fear
I and Mine are loud and clear
Words, like parrots, sounds that crow
Winds of words do come and go
Grant, Dear Sai, sweet words this day
Speak through me now O Lord, I pray
Ego desires darken deeds
Acts uncaring of others' deeds
Wasteful lives where demons dwell
Peace is lost in loveless hell
Grant, Sweet Sai, good deeds this day
Act through me now O Lord, I pray
~ Hal Honig ~
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