Spoken World

singer-songwriter / sojourner



behind windowpanes

we passersby

staring never caring

enough to stay a while


investments far too much

vulnerability a fear

unless it's feel good

and nothing to hold dear


everyone's so slow to come

yet quick to leave

and though i understand

it's something i can't believe



the capabilities we have

in each day and age

are taken for granted

so painstakingly


though we're satiated

we're discontent

nothing's good enough

and we don't know what is



the wonder is lost

on our newborn minds

so easily maybe it's

not there to find



and sanity

aren't ours

they're His


pray may we humble

our haughty heads

ask for His