Twitter Feed

I mostly left my Twitter feed; I somehow did not feel a need To let the little parasite Suck joy away from me. Although I hung onto my phone, I found that I was far less prone To see its screen or hear its tone With so much else to see. The friends I added to my list Will never “like” such things as this; Our stories joined, our updates missed, Speak more to what is true. My Fitbit racks no huge amount, And yet I simply can’t discount That certain steps are paramount: The ones I walk with You. See, tech’s a blessing, to be sure, No panacea though, no cure. What ails us most is not its lure But senses all askew. So I will follow You, Lord, lead Me, guide me, be atop my feed. Yes, be my ever-present need, Let me abide in You.