3 Frail

Face of confusion, unpredictable, highly risky, I don’t want to disappoint you, cannot shift my positions to join, become a mirror.

Unwise winds, hazardous to long-term efforts, threaten with rancid advice become a coward, for fleeting matters but each will clean their own waste.


Sharpened pencil point, it’s written we’ll have our bills to pay soon enough, careful who I’ll pay, body or body and soul fear him able to destroy both.


Snare from the fear of man, same power as you, just flesh and blood, virtual labels attached we fear glue, in a flood of sin.

God, keep us focused on you. Walking on water with voices, blustering wind screaming look away, what about tomorrow? Yesterday?

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