The coward's retort - a reply to Rabinath Tagore's "A Courageous Poem"

The coward's retort - a reply to Rabinath Tagore's "A Courageous Poem"

(See subsequent post for the original - Auriel Ragmon)

Let me pray for God's sake to be sheltered from dangers.
I am too busy hiding under the bed to be fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, I'd rather skip the pain thing, for I haven't the heart to conquer it.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield (since I don't have any friends).

And since I can't rely on my own strength anyway,
Let me not cave into silly impulses to do noble things.

Rather, let me in anxious fear hope to be saved without any effort of my own.
May I but hope for the patience I will need when the goobers don't appear to win my freedom.

Grant me that I may not be a foolish hero, feeling mercy in my imaginary success alone; But let me find the grasp of your hand in my peregrinations.

(Rubitin Samore)