They Seek Joy

They run to the taverns to down drinks Wanting excuses to violate their oaths and promises Laughter, gossiping and mindless frolicking a sense of silliness that resembles happiness But does not reach their souls or their eyes, Often time leading them into depression and despair But it was so much fun! They think, Hoping rationalizing it will make it less devil-like. Satan smiles at their lunacy, luring them back to the trough. The joy they seek, the enthusiasm they covet is beyond their grasp. For enthusiasm is from God.