Take Out What's Not Yours

It's not even madness.

It's not even anger.

Sometimes, you just fall down and you get bruised.

You keep walking.

You keep talking.

Stop.

Halt.

Grammars are nowhere to be found.

Words keep hiding.

Set it straight.

Break it.

Let there be no compromise.

You alone.

We keep thinking of what ought to be.

I keep thinking of what's not.

Take out what is not Yours.

Take out what is not Yours, Lord.

Take out what is not Yours, Lord.

Change it.

Break it.

Make it anew.