THE THIEF

There is a thief among us
just waiting for his chance,
to rob us of peace, love and joy
in every circumstance.

He’s patient oh so patient
standing just outside our ring,
of happiness and all that’s good
to do his evil thing.

Nothing makes him angrier
than a circle of pure love,
in times of human weakness
a wedge between us he does shove.

Division is his game plan
and when he has success,
he dances round and shouts with glee
and onward he does press.

Once he gets a foothold
his voice becomes more strong,
he leads us down the garden path
from the place where we belong.

There is a way to break his chain
blow away his evil deeds,
hand it all to Jesus
ask The Love to intercede.

His healing then will help to mend
each wound, each battle scar,
the thief will cease his laughter
no more, our thoughts to mar.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 26, 1994