praying for fried chicken

while some

of us were praying for peace

and for

prosperity, for health,

for some

solution

to a family matter,

for love gone wrong,

she prayed differently.

i remember

her closing her eyes

in the car,

with both of us hungry,

putting her hands together,

and whispering

her prayer.

and within minutes a fried

chicken place

appeared

on the side of the road.

i could almost hear 

God sigh,

and saying to the angels,

at last,

an easy one.