FEAR

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

innocence

and sanity

aren't ours

they're His

pray may we humble

our haughty heads

ask for His

guidance