Brushing up against souls, touching pain.
Lives running on empty, filling up with sugary fluff.
Craving this and that, seeking but never enough.
Inflammation proven to result.
Mindless seeking of pleasure,
The depths of our depravity hard to measure.
If only we could see,
To have eyes and ears
to perceive
The truth is in the cross,
The bloodshed and the
loss,
To us is a gain,
Life giving, soul
filling, healing for our pain.
This says it! Thank you for putting into words the deep feeling. I love you, Dale!
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