Echo chamber fight
Mirror battle nights
Something isn’t right
Distorted sight
Wishing for flight
Many bites yet still empty.
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Chasing my tail
Afraid of living a tale
In which I’ll always fail
Locked up without bail
Longing to sail
Broken legs on a long trail
Negative weak arms flail
Self piling in a dirty pail.
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God please strengthen me
In Jesus I am free
No more apathy
Sour attitude rotten sea
Clear my selfish debris
Correct me if I disagree
Return hope and glee
Please hear my poem plea.
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I pray for all who feel lost
On a cramped boat being tossed
Sometimes we can feel abandoned
Thinking we missed something commanded
Swearing too much is demanded
Forgetting Grace and mercy
Oh God you are more than worthy
We’re denying self the flesh is wordy
Remind us of your love.
