Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Dog Walker

On all fours...
muscled,  moving with a sway like he's looking for a fight.

Muzzeld...
Canines peeking out as merely a show of the disaster he would cause.

Chained..
controlled, dragged by a stronger force
move in the wrong direction and tugged back into order

Owned...
his freedom is not his
he will never control anything other than what falls off his masters table.

You...
When they stand in church and you don't stand
that's the devil holding you down.
When the church is singing and your remain silent,
that's a muzzle that the devil has locked around your head.
As the congregation raises it hands in praise without you
The devils chains tighten around your arms and get heavy
When the pastor asks, "who wants to give your life to the Lord, step up today".
you can't,
because you're owned.

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