My Figuring Figurines

I wrote what is my fate today
and clicked the button I'm feeling lucky
only to arrive at a passport protected site
which would not allow me entrance
unless I registered to log in.
This was an answer of a sort.
An answer like my mom says
when you pray for something
no matter how hard or how long,
sometimes the answer is no.
You could pray for help, peace, protection
and sometimes the answer will be no.
I think the answer is often no.
More often than yes.
Or nobody is praying, this could be
a reason for the extraordinary lack
of help, peace, and protection in the world
today. What is praying?
Millions of Muslims bowing at a shrine
praying for help, peace, and protection...
is that it? Where two or more are
gathered together in God's name?
Speaking of God's name
I think another pope is about to die.
A papal death.
Fidel won't be here much longer.
Cubans still try to come here
and Mexicans. So many die trying.
And their whole life's effort
is wiped away in their failure to arrive.
My President says he prays.
He is a war President and has a lot
to pray about.
Mothers pray, I know this.
Mothers who know damned well
Their God is listening to them--
still pray and pray.
No matter how many times
they are answered no
they still pray.
What must it be like to be their God?
To hear the same prayer everyday?
To give the same answer everyday?
No, my beloved child.
No, my beloved child.
No, my beloved child.
My mom, who prays for the President
and prays for me and her children
and grandchildren also says
God only gives you
what you can handle...