Though I want to be selfless and plan to do good,
Though I try to be obedient in every way I should,
He causes me to forget or feeds me excuses,
And talks of my weakness until I feel useless.
Though I need to walk righteously, living just and holy,
Though I crave for my mind to be filled with good only,
He distracts me with follies and vain temptations,
And praises my pride and my earthly sensations.
Though I want to be comforted and plan to live quiet,
Though I try to obey my needs whenever they’re desired,
He forces me to stop or feeds me with Scripture,
Says I’m already dead, like I don’t get the picture!
Though I need to walk my way and live a life of pleasure,
Though I crave to indulge in vices without measure,
He distracts me with mysteries and heavenly thoughts,
And shames my natural reactions and witty retorts!
~Poet of Ephraim