Musings on the Lord’s Day

The leaves on the tree
Dance in the sunlight
They are a pleasant delight

Shafts of light
Beam into my bedroom
Dispelling doom

I hear cardinals
Making music so sweet
Listening is quite the treat

As I lie in my bed
The hours quickly go by
A tear falls from my eye

I have major depression
Trapped in a state of fatigue
Mental illness is out of my league

I don’t have any energy
I’m usually lethargic
In addition, I’m psychotic

I take many
A psychotropic drug
I have no reason to be smug

I fight demons
During the day and night
They give me a fright

In heaven, I will be
Totally whole
My mind is linked with my soul

I won’t give up
I’ll keep fighting every day
That’s all I have to say

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2025

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