Okay I’m calling home
You know I need something
Absent, silent, dizzy head, am I unread?
Captive but free
The choices I make appear ignorant so I flee
I can do better an echo in my head
Then I just sigh while turning over in bed
Tired of praying after a day of non-compliance
Audacity wondering why I seem to receive silence
Seemingly the sum shows selected stupidity
Don’t worry I’ll pray again when I need something, rancidity.
Afraid of getting to the gate a few choices late
Worthless, rebellious, ignorant, fake
Inquiries of accountability, hands shake
Is there any oil for my lamp, tears on my bible’s pages, damp.