I slept all night
And all day
On a bed of hay
For eighteen hours
I did slumber
On a lazy day in summer
I’m in a deep
Languid malaise
My mind is a haze
I’m totally
Lethargic and fatigued
Relief I seeked
I have strength
From the Lord
I must wield my Spirit sword
I will fight
As best I can
Tis the struggle of man
by Zachary Uram
(C) 2024
