Servant In Me

Walking up the stairs

Sore lower back and

Trash in the distance

It represents the servant

In me that wants to

Not go back down

This crown on my

Head and this ipod

Ahead of me soaking

In servanthood in the

Mist of the morning

The cool of the day

For wood, stubble and

Hay will be burned on

That day all that will

Remain is my heart

To start the flame

To serving in His

Name