Finally
hunched over like a druggy
I see you through your window each night
lit in the glow of your TV light
from your wall-sized screen
you “try” to keep it clean
yet always distracted—
escaping the pain
taking a break
from the heartache.
I see you sitting behind your desk
checked out—not offering your best
hunched over like a druggy
scrolling haphazardly
you “try” to look busy
while you’re clearly distracted—
escaping boredom
keeping yourself awake
from staying up much too late.
I see you—your potential
smile glowing
heart open
eager to do
all you can
for your fellow man
filled with compassion
patient and kind
living free—
if you’d give your life
to Christ.
fin-ally
tot-ally
all of you
fully—
Surrendered.