Awake O' Sleeper

Lord, how can it be, that my reality

Has become so distorted, I don’t know the real

me?  You told me long ago, and I definitely know

for sure, that if pride entered my heart, then sin

would stop the flow.  But no, I’m smarter than

that, work harder than that, to put up a good front,

but forgot to lock the back.  The enemy, looking to circumvent me, found the kink in

my armor and came in to befriend me.  And oh, he brought his crew, from me to you,

pride, rebellion, and greed…and lust too.  Suspicious, me, why? I never saw it.  My

mind polluted while time began to knaw at the inner man; the spirit was getting

weaker.  Like deep cover, the roots of sin were growing deeper.  Finding myself in a

litany of attacks the fire was growing dimmer, I couldn’t tell fiction from the facts.

I was seriously considering stepping over to the other side saying nothing was

wrong, I lied.  Led astray because I got caught sleeping in the enemy’s camp. 

Who in hell's been keeping my light's out, nights out, many at a time?

Awake and be watchful traveler, ease has a tendency to dull the heart and mind?

Ephesians 5:13-16 (NAS)

 ¹³But all things become visible when they are exposed by the light, for everything that
    becomes visible is light.  ¹⁴For this reason it says, "Awake, sleeper, and arise from
    the dead, and Christ will shine on you."  ¹⁵Therefore be careful how you walk, not
    as unwise men but as wise, ¹⁶making the most of your time, because the days are
    evil.