Throwing stones at the sky

Hoping they’ll skip across clouds

Turning air into meaning.

We’re definitely turning something into something,

Water into wine, is it?

Miracles!

That’s what I need,

Not careless deeds,

Not random acts of kindness.

Holy prayers

Made by holey hands…

But won’t the words slip right through?

Can we not just turn hate into…

Something clichéd?

Trust,

Love,

There’s lots of words for it,

Take your pick.

Just do it fast,

Do it quick.

We’re soon turning world’s into graveyards.