Abstract: Nap Sack
I got a nap sack,
empty on my back.
I want to fill it with every strain and fear,
of the people I love.
I want to carry this tares far from here,
to the land of never more.
Unfortunately, that’s not how life is,
I can’t carry pain someone won’t give up,
or heal a heart broken by life.
It’s not my calling or purpose.
I’m a light,
on the hill,
I’m meant to shine,
That’s the Lord’s will.