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BATS
The window is open
and the bats are flying in.
This house has become
a scary scary place.
This house, my heart,
has been torn apart...
torn asunder by
all the bat’s I’ve let in.
The window is open
and the bats are flying in.
These bats, each a different sin,
are sucking the lifeblood out of me.
These bats, these bats, I
cannot chase them away.
Only You, Jesus, can rid my heart
of all the sin I’ve let in.
Bats
You can hear me reading this one at https://youtube.com/shorts/ZHUShioclZY
....think this poem is one we all relate to. all need to remember. to clean out the house. to chase out the bats. they are always trying to get in. sometimes we leave the door/windows open. ofcoarse i like this poem