Forgive me...
Excuse me for seeming uninterested, but
I think I'll make my exit now.
The "golden cow" worship of crap on
TV just isn't my cup of tea.
My backwards thought process may be
Something of a hazard,
But I answer to a higher authority...
I spend hours in a cave
On my knees, okay?
Forget reality TV...I don't care!
Facebook? Yeah. ...Just another look at no
Business of mine!
Don't tell me that story please-- that morsel
Of gossip? A delicacy perhaps...
But not to me.
Don't make me an accessory, thank you.
I spend hours in a cave
On my knees, okay?
The voice of Him who created
Calls out to me
In that gentle whisper...
The rest is just the fluff that stuffs
Winnie the Pooh!
Oh well.
I can tell I make you nervous
As you fuss over me--
Please stop.
Everybody's talking to me
at once--I can't process it all.
The backwards thought process ruling me;
There it is! You see?
I must be alone in my cave!
My savior's whisper speaks to me better
Than the fluff that stuffs Winnie the Pooh.
Oh well.
I'll give him a hug...
Anyway, he's in my cave too.
What can I say? He doesn't judge!
Nothing to get lost in translation.
Don't be angry when I don't talk.
Now I'm wondering if you hate me
For making my exit
Sorry. But my savior's voice is calling me.
I must obey.
On my knees in my cave is where I'll be!
But I need a sign that says "Do Not Disturb."
Translation: Do NOT come and find me (please)!
I'm already disturbed enough by the crap on TV
And the gossip.
Another stupid movie??
If it's all the same to you; no thank you.
(Not today, anyway).
Another trip to "Babylon" is too much.
I just want to sit at His feet!
My favorite place to be...and I'll stay
There until you think I am SERIOUSLY disturbed.
My backward thought process something
Of a hazard to you...and all you want
To tell me.
I'm sorry...
I can't learn by osmosis that joke
You want me to get.
Social protocol, I guess...
But I suck at that. I'd rather
See into your soul instead.
And you can't let me.
It's okay. I understand.
But my savior's voice, I must obey...
I'll be in the cave of my room,
Kneeling by the bed.
Anything I can pray for you about?
Enough said.
CES(C)2016.
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