Spirit and Carnality

When my body lays asleep--
Drowning in the dark,
An animal thrashes within me
Ravenously seeking to devour my spirit
But my Jesus awakens the gospel
In my heart
To defy the beast its' feast--
To grapple among the deathly slow breaths
Of the barely living,
Hearts,
That one could scarcely hear from a single throb emanate,
Him and I
Wrestle amidst the sleepers
Rattling steel chains and
Bumping the cold limbs of the dreaming,

But none awake

They are slaves,

Slumbering in wait--

Unknowingly approaching a new birth