Monday, October 06, 2008

I got him tied

He once showed me a lot of stuff,
The cavorting, the dancing, the smutty guffaws
I didn't know better then, I didn't know Jesus' love

The stranger was always around in the corner
When I was sad he helped me cry
When I was happy, then came the funnies
I never knew how time would fly by

That was then, this is now
The stranger and I aren't as close as we were
He doesn't talk so often now
His eminent position, as it was, is no longer so sure

He tells me about what's happening in the world
He tells me about sharks, spiders, penguins and kangaroos
The elections, the politics, the hurricanes and the wars
I recently watched The Ten Commandments via him too

Though he be a terrible master,He now squeaks silently as a slave
The No. 1 spot has been taken a short while back
By Jesus who his time, days, nights and life for me freely gave

This be my humble opinion,
A slave, the stranger, better makes
For those who don't know him like that
Let a wrenching from him take place

And if he dares to rear his ugly head
And you feel, he is staging a coup
I would suggest you go ahead
"Throw him out" like a brother before me has rightly said.

The Stranger: The T.V.

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