I snap,
I tweet.
Words in,
Words out.
Pics in,
Pics out.
While I'm sleeping,
Waking, walking, working.
This thing in my hand -
Don't want to lose it;
Will forever use it.
Dare not lose touch,
Must not be left out;
Out of the loop.
A constant chattering,
A tiring search,
An endless joke.
People need people, Constantly; desperately.
Yet closer to me Is the one who made My eyes, my ears, My mouth, my mind, And all of me.
Near, wherever I go,
Near, whatever I do.
Crowd Him out And I pull back From what is real.
No direction, no compass;
No purpose, no real friend.
Is He waiting for my call?.
Have I ignored His call?.
Discover more to life
Than endless messaging.
He has so much to say.
And it's all good,
And real,
And now.