For a week and four days
I’ve prayed
and denied myself
the simple pleasures
of life.
But still my eyes
cast a stony glance
towards injustice
I am ever seeing
but never percieving
Lord help me not rest
in how well I keep a rule
and observe a private discipline.
I do not want to be the type of Christian who
fasts with stony eyes
and a hard heart.
Make me hunger for Your will in this world
I may deny myself meat, but there are those who die without bread.
Break my heart God. Break all of our hearts
Me too. Amen.
Yes.