I Wonder What the Neighbours Know

I Wonder What the Neighbours Know

I wonder what the neighbours know

As I pound pavements--



Chasing the elusive tail of a Dream

That’s always bounding up, down--

Just paces away from the heartbeat in my chest.


The friendly monster squats

And I reach inside

To find something to contain the mess.


The neighbours peek through blinds.

She can’t control it



When I reach the long lights of home,

My pet thing

Will have emptied


Only to demand

Choice morsels more.


But I can’t stop loving it.

Feeding it.

Petting it.

It’s mine.

It’s part of me.

I could never part with it.


I lament how

Adorable it is

How acceptable

To be tethered to a beast


Your territory.

Everyone’s got some animal they keep.


May Jesus have mercy

On all things bright and beautiful

On all things dark and despicable

On all creatures great and small

The Lord God saves them all.


And I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. I want to do what is right, but I can’t.

I want to do what is good, but I don’t. I don’t want to do what is wrong, but I do it anyway.

But if I do what I don’t want to do, I am not really the one doing wrong; it is sin living in me that does it.

I have discovered this principle of life—that when I want to do what is right, I inevitably do what is wrong.

I love God’s law with all my heart.

But there is another power within me that is at war with my mind. This power makes me a slave to the sin that is still within me.

Oh, what a miserable person I am! Who will free me from this life that is dominated by sin and death?

Thank God! The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord." -Romans 7:18-25a