A pretty bauble
A shiny bead
Just out of reach
Not what I need
A thing to fancy
A thing to want
To tickle, enamor
To tease to taunt
This constant hunger
This unfulfilled lust
This displaced affection
Traps this frame of dust
Can I loosen this grip?
Can I be free from it’s lure?
Yes, there is a way out
There is a real cure
Romans 7:24 I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me. For I delight in the law of God after the inward man: But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members. O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death? I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin.