the sound of
this world
is like a big drum
in the back
it’s this softly spoken hum
who do I please
the flesh or
the one we can’t see
my free will enjoys
when the sun goes down
on a Saturday night
but I was born
with the spirt
do I fight or flight
my middle name
is grace
that’s what saves me
pleasing I is what I do
pleasing I AM is who I was
made to be
the word is
a book of instructions
a survival guide
that won’t lead
you into destruction
can’t lie at times
I do ignore it
the things I love
will kill me
faith without work
is dead
so no I can’t go out tonight
I’m busy waiting for
that small voice to
crawl into my ear
while lying in bed
change doesn’t happen
over night
but what do you do when the moon
is in the sky
taking over the sunlight
you said your morning
prayers to
to live in sin
is to die
1 decision at a time
he’s waiting on you
to say hello to him
and to the world goodby
What Do You Do At Night
