Hey you up there making comedy of my existence
Look down here once more at my antics my desires
Break me off a piece of that which is vital
I know you expect my sacrifices
That I'll outwit my selfish ways
Dedicate deed and possession
As God does
As the tiniest angel or imp must
Faith tested
Comfort destroyed
Hand me vitality
complexity then simple relief
Allow me to offer
My words and blessings
For that which adds life
Allows me also to keep giving
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