PLAGUED
When I was a little girl I used to look at people's eyes I used to stare and see straight to the place the heart cries I was young and unaware I thought everyone saw these things I'd group people in my head the way their eyes look as their hearts sing Some are silent, their eyes are dead I realized these things when I was young I can't see them now that I'm strong save the days I'm one- on -one and recognize where I belong Certain eyes resemble mine the fight is real, the struggle alive And I am drawn to the evil assigned but wise enough now to know how to thrive I see certain demons pursue an attack adultery, addiction, seduction and lies Some flee the pursuit and some will fight back The wise ones will stand and let faith arise And sometimes we falter and let the shield drop and others are hooked and latched onto like wolves to cattle and those of us trusting ask Him how to stop and those that are trapped will die in the battle I