He assumed to win for himself
A life of peace and excitement.
A civilized unwinding of each day
A few steps forward-a few backward
His ritual for living
The dance he is good at.
Squeezed in among some demons,
Shadows nudge him away from light.
To explain things.
"Man would like to go home to the Lord
But you are not fit
To preach to the birds.
People slide away from you forever."
This rejection stiffens you.
Nay...! says the man
In a cruelty of instinct,
Let God count my fingers and toes.
Worldly matters divert us away from our relationship with God but as a family, we are brought back together with him through righthous decicisions and repentence. God knows his people and his people know him.