The temptation is almost overwhelming
And the will is almost losing
For the body is almost winning
It is on the verge of doing
What the heart had promised to stop doing
They say where there is a will there is a way
But what happens when the will is weak anyway?
When your heart says lets go this way
And your brains say it is not the right way
When you know what course to take
Yet the course you are taking is fake
And knows that you will end deep in the lake
And still that course you take
As though bewitched.
Somehow deep within
You find strength therein
That you soak all the temptations in
Leaving you drained after fightin'
But with the sweet smell of victory.
Copyright © Esther Waringa