I’m tracking something bigger than myself.
Maybe it’s smaller, or a stretch….
To be a voice, sometimes you have to be whispered to in private,
maybe quiet time with God Himself!
then live it out loud
for community involvement, improvement, development.
Not just kissing babies.
Not just screaming fire in a building
rather get back up!
you’ve got this.
I’ve fallen to, from time to time.
Men and women, boys and girls!
Red and yellow black and white
Let’s limp together, arm in arm
for the good of people everywhere.