I beg to be real.
I beg to feel.
I beg to heal
From pain so real.
I beg for relevance
In a world of disdained elegance
I beg for someone to care for me
And not just leave me
The put-together person I claim to be
I beg to be able to make a positive difference
In a world hurting and lost
Despite probable interference
From the bigot and Pharisee
I beg to be able to pause
And spend more time with God and creation
In harmony and exultation
I beg to be accepted for who I am
Not where I could someday be
I beg for love
From more than the One up above
I beg that I could see
What a relevant, positive world
Is supposed to be