Listen.

Knock knock, can you hear me?
if only you would listen
I have left my perfect flock for you
I have left my ninety-nine to look for you, one
can you hear me?
amidst the drinking and the loud partying
can you perceive that I persistently search for you
among the sea of sweaty gyrating bodies
moving to the bump and grind of the devil's siren
can you hear me?
can you see that I consistently call out to you
even when your ears have been blocked... when you have blocked out my voice
letting his voice pervade what was meant to be my temple
my temple has becomes a place of buying and selling
trading merchandise that I have not permitted you to possess

Knock knock can you hear me?
if only you would lend me your ears
I have left my nine silver coins to search for you one
I am thoroughly sweeping my house, removing rugs, peeping through cracks in the floor boards;
flipping switches, desperately searching for you
can you hear me?
amidst the moans of subservient delight that escape your lips
delight from the Jezebels that you have so filled your life with
can you hear me from under the bodies of those spiritual harlots;
from under the chains, the bondage, the soul-ties
how can a slave love his oppression so much?
can you hear me?
even as you faithfully caress your enemy
allowing him to block you from me, causing you to slam the door right in my face

Knock knock can you hear me?
if only you would look up to me
I am on the cross, I wait patiently each day,
waiting for you to look so I will heal your disease
can you hear me?
amidst the crying and snot-nosed wailing
can you look in the mirror and behold the beauty that I have endowed you with
can you see that you are the expression of the I AM THAT I AM
can you stop comparing my perfection to their imperfection
I wait patiently for you to see me
to look at me, so I will call you beautiful which you are
to look at me with the same longing gaze you so feed the worthless men
who eventually cast you aside

Knock knock can you hear me
if only you would seek my face
I wait patiently for you to ask me
can you hear me?
in the heart of the confusion that plagues your soul
could you go on knees and raise your hands to me
so you could unleash my power which I have freely given you
you keep analyzing, looking to examine risk factors
you keep trying to find the degree to which something is going to fail, the confidence intervals
when I know the beginning and the end
if I know the ultimate outcome, why wont you ask me?
if I am not confined, constricted in the bubble called time
why wont you believe that I could hand you the cheat sheet to this exam called life?
if you ask me how exactly would you fail?

Knock knock can you hear me?
I am the KING OF KINGS and the ultimate know-it-all
I am the CONSUMING FIRE, the HOLY ONE OF ISRAEL,
I am the king who descended this earth, to relieve you of your death sentence
can you hear me?
I am the loan shark, who gave you the life you live;
the breath you greedily inhale, the body you eagerly covet
I CREATED YOU
yet I fervently knock on the door to your heart
with the hopes that you would hearken unto my voice
before your grace period expires and you have to pay up.