I FALL ASLEEP PRAYING "AFRICA"

I fall asleep praying Africa I wonder what I say -

Do I pray for the children in the street, weeping for there's nothing left to eat

A list of them one by one the aging and the young.
The ones I've heard about. There’s a need there is no doubt

Children's smiling faces in the usual sunny places,
Cracking mud and flies Hovering over their eyes

I never pray for more or less that's all I know I guess.
No fighting news in the press; I have much more to bless.
I fall asleep praying Africa.
I wonder what I dream.
Do I dream of other children Like the ones I now know.
Until news of some other, to the list they go...