my flesh is a terrororist, intruding upon my thoughts
keeping me half-blinded, physically, mentally, spiritually
taking away my voice, my thoughts, my intentioned deeds
thank God for the holy spirit
I am bound up in flesh, but not he- not God or his power
I am bound up in poverty, but rich in knowledge and time
at world's end, flesh will remain, but no longer mine enemy
interrupting my prayers with its demands for attention
"Feel my pain! Feel my pain!"
thank God for the holy spirit
moving me past, up and over, all these obstacles
pain of head, pain of heart, pain of past, pain of present
even numbness is pain, attached to pain, malignant
sucking color from eye, cheek, hair, life
thank God for the holy spirit
