Famine of Hearing
Was I asleep
Or awake…
When I made
The mistake?
Can't look back
Nor change the past
It happened so fast…
The damage is done
I've arrived at a place
Where there's
Nowhere to run.
Was I asleep
Or awake …
With the covenant
I did break
Letting God's Word
Fall to the ground …
Now it is I
Who can hear no sound …
I let His Word fall …
Walked away from His call
And here I am
Filled with fear
Unable to hear .
I took my eyes off
That which was good and right
Walking away from His light
Which is now
Nowhere in sight.
Was I asleep
Or awake?
When I made
This grave mistake…
Perhaps I was
Never really
awake.
Julie Pisacane © 2010
Behold, the days come, saith the Lord GOD, that I will
send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water,
but of hearing the words of the LORD: Amos 8:11
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