This is my submission for Create Art Every Day.
Hear me, Lord.
I think I’m a good woman for Ernest. He’s not happy with his wife but You know he is with me. All we have to do is look at each other and we can feel the love wanting to jump out at each other right on that job. I’m telling you, Lord, I’ve got all the fixings to make a good wife this third time, once I cut this second one loose. He’s been grinding my nerves and I’m not trying to hear what he’s got to say. Matter of fact, I don’t even know why I don’t want him anymore. All I know is I want the one on the job I’m working and his wife’s gots to go.
Seems like she’s gotten word that something’s been cooking between us ’cause she’s always hanging around the job at odd times. Like, she’s trying to catch us mashed up against each other. I wouldn’t go out like that. Well, not unless he made the first move. He just hasn’t yet. I don’t know how I’m going to get us past joshing around and into my bed. He’s always talking about You, Lord. Always. So, I joined up with the church, so he could see You in me too. I know my light’s not shining through and through just yet but there must be a flicker that he can see.
Yes, Lord. You say to ask and thou shall receive, so I’m asking you to separate that man from his wife so that he may cleave unto me and receive some good loving for a change. Lord, I’m down here on my knees and You know it’s rare that I’d do such a thing, so you kind of get this is a special request I’m making. Do you even realize how I’ve dropped weight and I’m down to the size of that woman he’s married to? Only differences between us is I’m a little taller, I don’t wear glasses and I’ve got this fat mole on my face that has a tendency to grow hair. I think he’ll be able to live with that once I’ve shown him all my bedroom tricks I’ve learned through the years. I’ve rekindled something in this man’s heart that his wife hasn’t been able to. I just want that man so bad with his big ole self, I can feel him as I speak, Lord.
I’ll be sure that he makes his child support, Lord. Just put that man in my bed one time and he’ll never go back to that wife who’s been sneaking up here on this job to spy on us. I pray to you in the Holy Spirit, Jesus’ name, Jehovah, Allah, Moses, Joseph and Mary. Hallelujah. Mercy, Jesus! Praise Your precious name! Glory! Shalom Il Shabazz donkya dutty dutty sanfi teif oui Shabba Ranks mon…
Footnote 1: Donkya dutty, dutty sanfi teif is Patois and translates to Don’t care dirty, dirty manipulating thief.
Footnote 2: Shabba Ranks is a popular Raggae artist, mostly during the 1980s.