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Eating up twinkies and apple pie,
My physical body is stressed.
I cling to the rush of my sugar high,
But soon after I get depressed.
The physical food I choose to ingest,
Has determined the health of my body.
And I fear right now it isn’t the best,
In fact it’s become rather shoddy.
In the face of my plight what will I do?
To recover my health from this matter!
No more Cheetoh’s and Mountain Dew!
Oh my goodness my heart will shatter!
I know what I’ll do I’ll relinquish my fight,
To hold on to those junkies I cherish!
I’ll keep em’ at bay but not too far away,
At an arm’s length and just out of sight.
And when I am tempted they’ll be right there
To indulge my physical senses.
I’ll fake myself out, believe my rogue mind
And hold tight my ingenious pretenses!
My spiritual food is much the same way
As I treat it as nothing but fodder.
I slip into a trance and myself I enhance
And act more like the devil’s daughter.
I must say goodbye to the junk food of life
Every day in the flesh and the Spirit.
I must eat God’s word and His word I have heard
I must do and not simply just hear it.
So farewell ‘you junkies’ I'm no longer bound
By the chains you so earnestly proffered.
By Christ’s spiritual food I have been renewed
Through the blood bought gift that He offered!
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