answered prayers

you open
the door and
see two neatly
dressed young men
in white shirts
and ties. black
pants, holding
bibles and pamphlets
proclaiming the truth
and salvation.
they want to put
you on the right
path. how did
they possibly know?
they are so
young, so bright
and so far removed
from real life.
but you listen
to them while
you hold the door
ajar, just enough.
then it begins to rain,
and your prayer
is answered, they
have to leave.