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Sluggish


James 4:8 

Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.

Cleanse your hands, you sinners; and purify your hearts, 

you double-minded.

 

 

Sluggish

 

Little said this moment forcing understanding

Life like a butterfly now moves like a hippo

It had to come to this after all the planning

My house of cards came down; do I give a flippo?

 

Let us not be serious as it is better to be a joke

A smile is much better than a tear hard to swallow

It seems just mysterious how the human yoke

Seems to be so heavy while the mind is shallow

 

Breakfast in bed while sleeping under the bridge

Going to the bathroom next to the dumpster

Surely I’ve been had as I crawl out of the ditch

That came way too soon in my hurry to be wasted

 

Jan Wienen

 

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