Rev Eli Jenkins' Prayer - Dylan Thomas (from Under Milk Wood)
Every morning when I wake,
Dear Lord, a little prayer I make,
O please do keep Thy lovely eye
On all poor creatures born to die
And every evening at sun-down
I ask a blessing on the town,
For whether we last the night or no
I'm sure is always touch-and-go.
We are not wholly bad or good
Who live our lives under Milk Wood,
And Thou, I know, wilt be the first
To see our best side, not our worst.
O let us see another day!
Bless us all this night, I pray,
And to the sun we all will bow
And say, good-bye - but just for now!*
If you are able to read this post then the Rev Jenkins prayer will have been answered and the evil scientists will have been defeated.
If not - then blogging might be light as me and my computer are turned into goo and sucked into a black hole!