Awaken
You haven’t found among notable faces
Or even quotable phrases
Any bankable aces
Even as your appetite chases
Though the teaching remains taught
The pursuits remain unsought
For many hearts resist being wrought
By the Blood of Christ, by which we are bought
Through the years of evasiveness and quiet
The loud silence births the disquiet
And the feared epitome is yet
If is not fed the moral diet
The screams near their outburst
But will be ushered by their first
Breaking into a unison of thirst
And the fear of the excruciating worst
But the scripture places in our palms
The quenching word and refreshing psalms
That are the most soothing of balms
Assuring the calmest of calms
As the farmer takes stock of his herds
Sowing seed and chasing birds
So must the evangelist do with his words
Treading the truth within its girds
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